The Envoys by Ideas
The weight of the long way makes me feel like falling,
but something doesn't let me rest somehow
The figure af a beautiful woman by the flickering candlelight
The face of an old man following me following everywhere
Today I'm writing in a book of another lot,
The snowwhite pages are full of my hopes,
I engrave my beautiful mate's name thousand times,
I want our life to be at least as nice!
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