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In search of Eden.In search of Eden
In search of Eden.
Lonely traveller Walking upon dunes Outstretched to the east.
You roam the desert of lost time.
Great fire in the sky Burning liquid gold Molten on your flesh.
You lay in homage to its blinding light.
Echos of paradise Trees that once bore fruit Birds that once sang. Silenced
The garden of Eden has turned to dust.
Poor traveller. You could not prevent this, Ignorant in your search for knowledge
Looking for a perfect place.
A lonely traveler Walking on sand hills Reaching eastward.
You wander the desert of forgotten time.
A big sun in the sky Burning like melted gold Melting on your skin.
You lie down in respect to its very bright light.
Repeats of paradise Trees that once gave fruit Birds that once sang. Now quiet
The Garden of Eden has turned to dust.
Poor traveler. You couldn't stop this, Unaware in your search for knowledge