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Forgotten to all forgotten
Forgotten
to all forgotten
I entered a temple,
In silence put hands together
And a pray in myself I told,
Oh, Gods
accept my gifts.
I went to a sacred place,
In rhythm I slapped a hand
hopped with foot
And song I sang,
Oh, Gods,
accept my gifts.
I climbed a mountain high
Took flint stones
And stellar sparks I sent,
Oh, Gods,
accept my gifts.
I came down in a field wide
lit strong fire,
with words write,
Oh, Gods
accept my gifts
Not to forget me
the present,
the future,
the past…
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