• Every night,
    A bestowed dream has always been believed,
    Secretly believing to have came true.
    Never forgotten,
    Never alone,
    Never have ever been thrown.

    Through the shattered dreams of memories
    Still remains fragments of the distant past.
    For so long it has sometimes been remembered,
    But is it so?

    Walking in a place of dark past
    Believed to be just a dream of distant past,
    A made up story,
    A forgotten memory.

    Little by little the life that has been lost
    Was not yet found.
    A seal of chains covered up the key
    That has been searched for
    For so many years.

    Yet the life of the forgotten still remains untold
    By the past life,
    By the past years.
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