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i look high and see the ember paints the morning sky
harboring with the wings of laments
soaring worthlessly over the sky fire
summer winds reminds me of the silent aeons
The gales carries the tale of valor
burning the canvas of youth in vertical depths
the enchanted perfume of the earth fanned with blood
alas who finds their home in graves
The dark ripples of the time will reminds us of you
beyond the darkened space and time
from the ancient the untouched stories sweeps
textures vivid with galore of heroes chivalry over the celestial blanket
as i walk i can smell the hearten breath
the peril shall spread from smokes
vestige will reminds us of that era and our tribesmen
the old voices will pour us wisdom from the sky