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Saturday, January 12, 2013

Indifferences

We're running with our hands
Intertwined together through the thunderstorms.
Pretending that we're the only survivals of the apocalypse.
The first witnesses of the biblical words of the end of time.

(Open your eyes. We're not the only one)

We're walking hand in hand.
Through the monumental mountains.
Just to feel as if we're the tallest beings alive.
One way ticket to their Asgardian souls.

(We're surrounded. 'Tis not a dream.)

We're sitting arms to arms.
Through the misty clouds.
Watching the whole world collides into a shattered ashes.
Twirling Poseidon's waves in our hands.
This is our fate.

(We're fully alive. At last.)

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