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I walk across the landscape of dreams

The darkness lighted by the pale moon

Its cold tendrils touch my soul whispering words carried away in the wind

Rooms bathed in darkness filled with formless figures groping for my attention in the fading light

I walk across the landscape of dreams

Seeking which can not be sought

Finding which is not to be found

Hating which is to be loved

Loving which can not be mine

I walk across the landscape of dreams

I am lost in this beautiful foreign world

I can not find myself when i wake