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Tonight I went to find my ghost And I found him wandering

In the ashes of an extinct volcano.
. Abbe
Fatigue And my eyelids
rivers roll down my cheeks
Forming grooves and sag
tense muscles.
.
My ghost is blue,
But tonight is white
As the gray ash covering.
My ghost is lost in the landscape
Where once there was a volcano burning

And today is just a dry land
Without fire and dying.
. My ghost desprendiose

Tonight my body
Leaving empty and helpless ...
My ghost does not want to be imprisoned

and is released from his prison ...
My ghost goes to meet

The end ... why go looking que.con it certainly
come?
.
My ghost feels cold and shivers
As the rush that is whipped by the wind
.
My ghost cries and returns
Me
We lack the warmth of the fire away, fire
That
put out a powerful force for good.
My ghost looks from afar
The extinct volcano.
.
I'm far
The mythical galloping horses that bring
:
The ghost of my dead unicorn.