Confiscated years finally returned
Proven of no use for the investigation
Am I supposed to feel whole now?
Future's put to the past
Hearing stories already told
Am I supposed to feel present now?
Blending roots in a bowl of dreams
Overlooking a colourless summerfield
Wishing this potion of mine
Will breed visions divine..
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