Late night shore
Placid, serene, late night shore
Birds flying over the sea of unknown
Sand grains encompass the weary feet
Moonlight empowers poetic l’esprit
Undiscovered paths in the deepest soul’s valleys
There is an oriétur in these tenebrous maze of infinite
Unexplored peregrinations of human mind
That cannot be foreshadowed, cannot be certain
Let us whisper the confession of the night full of nothingness
On the journey to the end of the night
On the journey to the black midnight
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Piotr Szycki
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Late night shore
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