(Just squint your eyes.)	Acrylic paint on canvas board
	When the cold of winter comes Starless night will cover day In the veiling of the sun We will walk in bitter lands But in dreams . . . But in dreams . . . I can hear your name. And in dreams . . . And in dreams . . . We will meet again. When the seas and mountains fall And we come to end of days In the dark I hear a call Calling me there . . . I will go there . . . And back again.
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