In full rememberance we build the walls of forgetfulness
Filling our hands with Emptiness
Hoping for fullfillment
And with Deafening Silence
the Bricks come Crashing down
Filling the Emptiness with
Embers of Nothing
Burning to Ahes all that was something
Rising with Phoenix to build the Emerald City
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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