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Now is the third season
The season I don't long
Cause it is here
And you are gone

You were the Incubus
Who raped my sleeping mind

Awake - pain was the master
I crawled in a chasm

But now
Unsown seeds germinate
Unplanted trees bear fruits

The spell is broken
Unsummoned reveries gather
Unwinged thoughts fly

Wind rapidly swings its arms
Takes fruits from the trees
And flings them away

But what's ripe falls
Nevertheless
To the ground
Now is the third season   The season I don't long   Cause it is here   And you are gone       You were the Incubus   Who raped my sleeping mind       Awake - pain was the master   I crawled in a chasm       But now   Unsown seeds germinate   Unplanted trees bear fruits       The spell is broken   Unsummoned reveries gather   Unwinged thoughts fly       Wind rapidly swings its arms   Takes fruits from the trees   And flings them away       But what's ripe falls   Nevertheless   To the ground
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