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Mar 29, 2009
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NORWAY-revised
NORWAY There is a magic in a Northern PlaceOn the edge of this Earth’s spaceSo far above what we can seeThe door to infinity Silver dust falling from pinesOn Winter 's night so cold and clean Pure and pristine
No stain of sin
In hearts warm and trueHoney colored dew
Frozen stillLonging for Morning's touchRows of timber roofs sleeping peacefully
In drifts of white magicallyPiercing blue MidnightSparkling diamonds' silent sighGently giving wayAs they dieTo a golden and enchanted day
No stain of sin
In hearts warm and trueHoney colored dew
Frozen stillLonging for Morning's touchRows of timber roofs sleeping peacefully
In drifts of white magicallyPiercing blue MidnightSparkling diamonds' silent sighGently giving wayAs they dieTo a golden and enchanted day
— Geremia, Mar 29, 2009
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Nordic cloud
17 years 2 months ago
Gjette hvem?