[Jotunheim]: 60.Miscellaneo
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these few moments will be gone
with last shine of the sun
as I guard on the peak of my pile
looking forward an additional smile
far from the ground
the breeze of the clouds
snow raining down
and I waiting for cleansing touch
the mist surrounding me
obscuring all I can see
twilight and shades of neon
and my thoughts bound to grief
sky softly ignites with stars
and covering darkness falls
empty sounds fade out
and I slowly turn away
let the silence surround me
with its shivering embrace
night welcomes me