Gothica

Spirit dance

Gothica
And I'm breathing the air of lost land,
I travel in the true dimension.

Tedium is interrupted, I penetrate into
The light of revelation,
I meet the man and his spirit,
His art, his grace, true spiritual love,
The kindness of whom caresses a flower
With renewed enthusiasm.

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