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Ice World
Ice World In the year 2024, I left the world, so many centuries were gone My spacecraft just landed in the village of Watford, a memory Hmm, so far the time, I can’t feel that, but my heart is burning Burning, my heart, so hot, and strongly beating; door opening Oh, icy wind, cold, snow. Shock. The view, oh my God! No!! Where is the green land? The sunny blue sky with white clouds? I exit the spaceship, and walk slowly on the hill, around death Where is the life? Everything is ice, just ice, stone ice, no life Oh my God! What happened here in the past centuries? What? Ice trees, ice bushes, ice birds, ice animals, ice woods, ice valleys I just walk slowly and see this demonic ice world, ice tears come My eyes are like dead lenses, there is no light, and everything is dark inside So dark, stop beating my heart, just walk and walk towards the past I see a bench, this was my favorite bench in Bushey; lovely place So loved it, I remember this amazing land and village, and the pub Just walk and walk. I got the bench. there sits a lady, with long blonde hair She sits cross-legged, a book on her lap, skirt, and high heels, she looks in front of her, drifting off into the distance. I said to her, hello. No answer, motionless. I lean into her face. I look at the pupil. Dead I woke up from the dream. Oh my God! I know this lady! No! No! Her cold face hides her true nature and personality. Oh no! Emma I can not believe it, I can’t understand it! It is a vision of my dream? I needed to see her again. And we met again. But I needed to see her alive. She is dead, in front of me her ice statue. I sit down; oh love. Time off now, I can not remember how long I sat beside my love I woke up because a cold hand touched my hand, love comes – I am dead, you live – she said – Go, live your life, find new life. I needed to talk to her, but she got back to her original position. Again dead I found snow flowers, five are in her hand. I gave a kiss, goodbye Hmm, so sad about life. she is dead, dead my forever love, suffering life Walk, walk down from the hill, behind me my passel love, from the past I found my favorite pub, the door was open, I stepped in, and Eleen was there She waited for me, in your hand is my favorite whiskey, and a whiskey glass But here everything is still too. Frozen and motionless everything The people around the bar, it's like an exposure, a moment stopped life I drank a Famouse Grouse whiskey, thank you, dear Irish lady I will never forget your place, and the guests, all of them friends Hmm, sad my heart, passed away my past, people gone In the train station stand an overground, full of ice bodies Walk back to my spaceship. Goodbye Bushey, passed life I loved you New planet wants a photographer and poet.
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