In the place where the moon meets broken shadows, it begins with the swelling of my eyes
Tears roll across the scars, that no one else can see
A phantom's curse
Only this place can release my from this dystopian enchantment
The sweet smell alone entangles me with feelings of safety and wonder
For a reality flooded with forest flowers and a throbbing wind
It teases my sub consciousness, it trickles down to my soul
Like a an agonizing murmur
The hypnotic web forms
In this quiet place clouds hurry across confusing shadows
Shivering in the delicious sunlight
My immaculate hour of rediscovery begins
Wearegerms, Dystopian Enchantment

The sheets beneath the shadow lights a spark,
for whence we laid down he nestled his head.
Our enchantment lights magic in the dark,
but so much is spoken with words unsaid.
Lu Loo, Secrets of Passion

When my soul in agony of despair writhes
When swords of loneliness are out of sheaths
I care not whether false or true
Whisper in my ears, “I love you”
Mohammad Yamin, I Love You

Vocalise, LUKA SULIC

Dryad' s Tree, Derek Fiechter

Despacito, Karolina Protsenko

Benedictus, 2 CELLOS

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