Run away
To the farthest land
Where no living soul dwells
Where the trees cast their shades
Upon the green lime of the lonely rocks
Where the river flows endlessly to nowhere
Where the stars meet the astral wandering bodies
To the cosmos.
To the farthest land
Where no living soul dwells
Where the trees cast their shades
Upon the green lime of the lonely rocks
Where the river flows endlessly to nowhere
Where the stars meet the astral wandering bodies
To the cosmos.
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