Over the horizon
Where the unknown lies
A distant cry calls me
Inviting creatures in my head
Talking about how they died
Great walls in front of us
We have to design our escape
Into the place
Where the green fields left untouched
The young boy smiling
Sailing his way to his home
No matter how hard we tried
We could not break free
From the silent armies of fantasies
Today we are happy
My head is lighter
Flying with the birds
And climbing with the tides
Reaching far away places
And the great wall behind us........
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