1 (come friend flinch not)

COME FRIEND, flinch not, step down upon the hard earth.

Do not gather dreams in the dusk.

Storms are brewing in the sky, lightning flashes are striking at our sleep.

Come down to the common life.

The web of illusion is torn, take shelter within walls of rough stones.

 

 

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