gently pass through

the curtains

beyond the mirage

and rhythmical lines

discovering the hidden

within the folds

of dreams

where fingers finally touch

the eternal bonds

of winds

flowing below

the wings of angels

speaking of what was lost

now found

cradled in the clouds

where no one suffers

from being without

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