The end of days for me
When I was young
I had a dream
To die in peace in a sea of Green
To live , laugh, love
To run, fall, stop
And the trigger was cold
In my trembling puny hold
A noise awoke the raven
Sins, yet unforgiven
And as I close my dying eyes, I saw a sight
YOU, standing next to the windows' undying Light....
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