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It is said some lives are connected
by an ancient calling that echoes through the ages
There is love that never seem to be affected
it is written, a forever bondage, in the book with golden pages

It is said that some lives have a fine silverline
that are going from this world to another
And not even the lords of time
have the permission to alter

My love, sometimes I think I can see you
when I am looking up at the sky
Our love, our connected silverline
can never be touched by the hands of time

Without you I am mearly a shadow,
cut in two by swords
Please, let me close my eyes and dream 
– so I can live another day
And I wish I could fill you with these words:

“I dream of you, even you are far away”

We will meet again.

© Sirenia 2011