It's sort of weird and strange sifting through the ashes of days past and coming across the old bone & the planks from all the old ships we've sailed..... Some of mine and some from you who knew this was what we'd do? where did we come from? where will it go? I do not know... and yet I was there on that road. We walked together and we sewed the threads of fate made out of gold And mythic purple blue. So many questions spring to mind So many crumbs for birds to find Only slowly can I see My mind creaks open, grudgingly A ghost ship sailing o're the Oceans Bringing eggs, fires, tea and potions *** I do not know the tales he tells My head is full of tiny bells That ring and ring and signal treasure Handed out in no mean measure I turn the stories round and round Faberge's creation to be found. Worlds of dream catch my attention What is real? Of what make mention?
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Taken from Embers Ashes by MindsGaming which can be found on Wattpad wattpad.com/story/376596018-embers-ashes https://youtu.be/ozNDTJlMb0M
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