In Memory
For Quite
In the magical time, the mystic hour,
Between life and death, between light and dark,
In the greying mists, deep in the twilight,
One day we will meet again.
In the mundane light, repeating days,
Every hour the same, day night, day night,
Just a breath away, but never to touch,
One day we will meet again.
Water and air are surrounding you now,
Parted are we by the magic of death,
The enchantments though one day will join us,
One day we will meet again.
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