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The Gates of the Green

In my mind's eyes I see the path

To the gates of child's land

Fluffy moss under my feet

My hair talking with the wind

Drops of rain which have just fallen down

Like the pearls on conweb's coverI ask who we are

The candle lights

Waiting for unquiet wind

A crooled mirror of space

A handful of ash which wants to

Become the diamondAlthough the Time is mocking at us o openly

He is laughing at us

Setting its face against us

We are not able

To rule over the current of his streamIn my mind's eyes I see the trees

Which are trying to touch the sky

With their whispering arms

Old tales are being told by the bird

Just opening the arms is enough

To be soared up by the windAlthough the Time is mocking at us o openly

He is laughing at us

Setting its face against us

We are not able

To rule over the current of his streamThe Nature answers

We are what we believe

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