Melancholy
In the forgotten forest
Cold echoes
Of erased memories
For a time too long,
On the deserted beach
A summer breeze
Over the shadows
Of a lost love,
In the cold, fresh snow,
You feel the time
Of innocence and youth
Forever gone,
In my soul you appear,
Cold, painful, silent,
Sharp as a winter wind,
But with almost sublime reverberations,
Endless melancholy ...
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