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In stillness the fog recedes

The stars in silence remain

Below the treeline in gloom

My heart cries

The fires we burn reveal shadows

We mold and shape

The equinox proceeds and cycles on

With hope and darkness

We cling to this wandering star

Walking familiar paths

How they change, they change

On gravel roads, in dreams, there’s a place I wish to go. A place to call home. The chains that bind are all I leave behind. Believe me when I say I tried, on that dusty drive beneath the stars. There’s only so much that could be done. But on that dark night I saw eyes that shined as black as coal in the mountainside.