Finally...



And you thought of it to be a mirage..
As always hung upon the image of the lonely barge...

Out into the seas so fair, sighing at the sky so blue...
Wishing upon a star, for the horizons to come meet you...

But haven't you always been here beside me...
Pining along for the dream, the visions I too seek...

All over a breeze that sets us free now...
To say it out loud, to finally stop wondering how...

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