Draw for me piano keys, moons and forests, mystics, lovers and sit until the candle’s over.   In this Life I lived and died more than a couple of times. I played with Past tense, I mimicked the Present, I was a fool till the end, I was born to be loved but remained way too tender. Was I understood? Maybe not. All I saw was the Light of the Heavens. When in turn – around me were ghosts, Shadows from a Past I did not overcome. I was brought To what was painful, What was Dark Before I Asked…. Could I Light it up? In the moment of Truth, I turned my eyes upwards, I was neither living, nor […]

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