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That Magic Night
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Alone in darkness,
Cold feet and cold hands,
Icicles in my dreams,
I fall into oblivion.
I’m sinking into emptiness
With no beginnings, no ends,
And my heartbeat, it seems
To keep on going on and on.
I dream of angels calling me,
I fly above the city lights,
And for the first time I smile
Like never ever before.
A warm hand is holding me
Like in my many cold nights.
A second seems like a while
In this voyage of lore.
That magic night has come
Announcing the birth of light.
All that I could dream
Has happened tonight.
Beats like a drum
My heart inside
And all people seem
To be friends tonight.
Julia Kretsch
12 December 2006
Bucharest
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