A Crimson Sun
A crimson sun slowly sets and slips away,
Telling me it’s the closing of another day.
A finale good bye to the days light,
As we approach evening and followed by night.
A time when dreams can be foretold,
In the darkness of the shadows my desires will unfold.
As I sit and watch the sun leave
I remember my dreams and still believe.
I believe in the dream I always see.
A dream that still haunts me.
I see a brave warrior who is waiting patiently,
In that land where he waits for me
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