Sheep’s First Snow
More by wildcat
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Mother Earth
In the cradle of the galaxy’s abyss, we float
Born and aged through evolutions, revolutions
The Earth has been here, and we are passengers on a never ending journey in our orbit round the sun
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Lullaby
Carried by the songbird’s wings
Through forests bright, caverns dim,
Flying in the wild wind.
Tears have been shed and goodbyes have been said
And the light is leaving from your eyes.
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Spring, my dearest
Spring, my dearest, where are you?
I've been waiting for so long, yet still I'm caught in Winter's grasp, and I'm ready for something new
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