You and I,
In the reflection.
Catching purpose,
trying to fit in.
There was no way
there was no end,
only something I felt deep within.
Now it´s gone,
somewhere I don´t know.
Still I feel it,
like it was before.
Now my Love,
we reach for the stars.
We will be what our ancestors want.
A time will be,
when love is far.
Just remember Who You Are.
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The Mystical Poet 