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i'm dying here 
this wretched place 
where savage wind 
cut cold my face 
where clocks crass scream 
brings hollow thought 
eyes the mirror 
blank and caught 
in ancient battles 
on ancient fields 
heart and mind 
wall that shields 
I want to touch 
i want to reach 
the shore that never hugs the beach 
and leave this soul 
now spent and sad 
longing for the dream it had 
longing for the gentle smile 
the night when i can sit a while 
and look into another's eyes 
and gaze the sun 
now on the rise

Savage Wind