As I sit here in shadowed silver
the ghost's of many ancients call me
echoes of yesterday whilst in the dawn of today
can they know my heart
or to what am I to them
that my soul belongs to their keeping-
I am one but hast arisen
from the depths of many memories
I shall not be afraid anymore
go now into my destiny
fear not the walk of the immortals
they call me home
I will go now into
immaculate conception.
angel Elmoghazy
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