The Bard
Away
From all that died,
I dream to stay inside
That great and boiling life,
I want to dive
Deep into it,
To hear the beat
Of its transparent heart,
I dream to be a part
Of each event
That could prevent
The dying of the magic.
For me, as for a bard,
No thing can be more hard
And tragic
Than the dying of the magic.
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