'As I walk on this horizon
I feel the heaviness of the glow
With the effulgence of the full moon
On sands where the wind softly blows
Stepping over the rays of moonlight
Walking on it's radiant path
Where I can only hear is
The faint sound of my footsteps
And my shadow that gently follows
The movements of the moon
With the faded leaves I see in the sand
And trees that give shade by day from the sun
I knew from atop of this timbers
Birds perched on the dark corners of it's branches
And not one has ruffled their wings
Or opened their beak to cackle
In the silence of this night
With empty tenderness for miles around
That if this setting saddens me
Then sadden it must be.'
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