~*~

Dark is the road, thick the fog lies
I left you and we cried.

The next step, to where shall it lead?
I must bring some order to it finally.

There's a voice and it's crying out:
-Your long wait is now over beyond any doubt!

Many threads has been wind up til the end,
I am on my way though I rather stay again.

Now I can see a clearer picture still.
All the times past were thus not spilt.

You look smaller, from a far distance
but over here it doesn't really make a difference

In the smallest things the greatest abide
where the last shall be the first to reside

forger 02/10/10

L Patrik WJ english version 04/04/11

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