Ecstasy, ecstasy
You are my storm
Fantasy, fantasy
You are my home.
My home is near the pulsar
Where I can touch the northstar.
On Aurora's glittering neck
And Luna's black back.
Here I'm still waitin',
For the longest awakenin'.
Nonsense is fakin',
Till morn chants are fadin'.
(© Mirachandr, Herz & Aufruhr Gedichte)
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