By Agoya

the words of my heart
will burn through the night

they will melt the snows of Kilimanjaro
they will echo through the forests of the mountains of the moon

they will climb the mountains
they will cross the plains

my words will be heard
in the earth and in the sky
and under the tree of time

they will howl like a cyclone over the sea of dreams
and whisper among the stars

i will speak to the world

the world will hear my heart

Walking on the moon

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