<blockquote>


    It was a dream. A memory.


    </blockquote>


    <blockquote>


    To stand tall and proud,


    gathering what remained


    of might, once-radiant,


    now faded and fallen.


    Faithless, I stand,


    Uprooted, a heart lost


    And cast into the


    midnight sea,


    a restless mind


    forever wandering the abyss,


    pulling back at last,


    daring to live,


    dream and hope.


    I was a ghost,


    screaming in a dead city


    with everyone else, but now


    I live again,


    finding my way


    amidst the gray,


    seeking out new skies.


    A dream shattered and


    cast into the shadows,


    Swallowed whole


    by the sunset.


    </blockquote>


    <blockquote>


    My heart beats in the dusk


    when it tinges the ocean red.


    Gaze westward, to the promise


    I made, to the dream I carry


    in my head and heart.


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    </blockquote>


    <blockquote>


    Somewhere on a distant shore,


    she breathes and sings


    a song filled with


    enrapturing rhythms,


    and I rise, restored,


    resurrected, reincarnated,


    revivified by


    a voice


    that uprooted me


    from the corpse shore,


    in a place where devils


    lie dreaming.


    </blockquote>


    <blockquote>


    Peel back flesh and bone,


    revealing now thundering hearts,


    beating in unison


    to quiet the tempest,


    to bathe the world in


    blood, fire and fury,


    the storm we


    hold in our hearts


    and minds.


    </blockquote>


    <blockquote>


    And I will stand


    upon the mist-choked shore,


    and meet your gaze


    across these boundless currents,


    and in the silence,


    in the space between your


    every breath,


    I shall whisper of love


    and longing,


    forever a dream away


    from eternity.


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