I'm flowing, I'm melting,
and I will build myself
something new,
without you.On my way I will collect our battle scars
and broken dreams,
and forge them into armour,
to protect my tender heart.As the wind is kissing my hair,
I spot a weeping ghost
carrying our dead love,
while I fly away to go
and live in my new kingdom.augury
• noun
An event that is experienced
as indicating important things to come.
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