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Tomorrow's Eve
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The Market from Umbra
See them:
These many-coloured tents! Their stands and their carts And their hands on their hearts see these Merchants!
Hear it:
A cacophony of sounds Speaking and screaming And laughing and singing And Pleading
At the fringes of this market Lie the remnants of my past I see a face I hear a voice Do I know him?
I can recall Nothing at all
Smell it:
Camel-fur and roasting meat
Taste them:
The spices carried on the wind I can't recall... I can't recall...
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An apple far more red than coral The knowledge it brings of these Unrecalled things comes and goes In my mind Like a vaporous dream...
Recollecting is teasing me But I cannot hold it I can see these parts of my past Life on display
Smell it:
The flow'r that no longer has Its proper name Not in my mind nor my heart Can I find the last part of this mistery!
It haunts me! This rosy face I can't place This market-boy When everything else Is a nebulous coast I can see His lighthouse-eyes
They are guidind me to safety The market on the shore Behind me fades
I hear his call, I hear his call...
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