N. M. R.

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Dancing around
In the masquerade ball
We took out our masks and are  in front of our mirrors
Moonlight gleamed upon the manor Loci
And we sung a melody of joy and sorrow
Sometimes like mourning birds in bleak midwinter
Other times like nightingales
At days of Alcyone
A hope and dream and a starlight depression all mixed together like paintings depicting vanitas or a still life
Our beating hearts  like galloping horses racing towards finality while we wish to race the longest distance
Our stardust surrendering swirling around the gasps of  the wind
To be taken to a different place each time
Small steps of evolution
In between the stages of life cycle
Trying to escape the touch of time
We carved the clay and metal we sketched  we wrote and played in theatre and left our notes behind
Step by step
Piece by piece
Death and rebirth each lead to the other
Flowers and bones
Water and blood
We got time to kill and die for
The melody keeps on changing like the season
All that remains mostly stable are we

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