Secure of the absence of words, I'll find there's always fear that there won't be anymore. And fear won't stay for long, the night is long and there's always a way to break the silence, pick up the pieces of what has been broken and put it together as it always should be. Even a men with nothing to accomplish has a dream. And that dream can be of all the colours, of a one winged woman offering immortality to the men for his love, of a wall that keeps all the evil and cold outside. That dream will stay on and on...
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