Take me up
Take me down
To the ever loading dams
Of water and algas
Where there I floated my memories
To be ever left behind
A moment of a sharp conscience
Where there the unlimited deep sorrow
Yet I remember
The ever darkened eyed
As sparrow flies and chants
Among the farms of,
Unlimited green-areas ground
And sounds
Of machines watering the farms
Day and night
As a faint voice it comes up to my mind
The broad borders yet are vacant
And my heart chanting as a bird to the farms
It should be ever locally present
A time when there is no emotion
But the ground yet dampens our feet
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