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To dust forever...
Sometimes I wonder when I die will it be night or a new morning,
will there be crevices sombre on my face or will I be smiling..

I look at the sky sometimes and wonder will there await a new song in the offing of twilight,
I see sometimes a carriage of stars and my heart yearns to wander to the land of honey and celestial Moonlight.

Maybe tonight shall be the night
Maybe tonight it shall be the most beautiful ever,
to dust shall be my mortals,
to shades of truth shall imbue in my soul forever...

© laughing_soul