Lightning dances cross the skies
Illuminating darkly the storms in
My eyes where the magic dwells
Energies swirl around me ethereal
A sea of souls in concrete jungles
Surrounded by steel and glass
Painted on smiles and broken dreams
On this journey among them
Reaching out to hold your hand
Heavenly echoes of your aura remains
A beautiful mirage of what once was
Wrapped in my arms while I slept
Perhaps misguided perhaps not so much
I hang my hat on hope as my heart
Commands with a sense of certainty
Of what could be fated is meant to be
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