that is your Elysium
beautiful eyes have not weeping farewell
roses faded
you are not a slave anymore , under hoof, in contempt
struggle is outdated,
even air is ransacked
open your empty two hands
i let Charon be your guide , lead you to the appointment
i look you in distance
see you holding nervousness in your heart
a happy and quiet place
in the dark forest, the former lovers have extinguished feelings
the old friend is busy on work
has no leisure time to glance at you
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