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I will go where you are, 
where the weather 
inclement weather abates the senses, 
beyond dreams, 
where lost echoes 
lost echoes fade. 

I will go in the mist 
to the edge of the sky, 
to those corners 
that the soul longs for, 
where destiny 
imprecise, without fear 
weaves threads of life
 in the web of stars. 

Where the wind whispers 
its silent verses, 
and the moon, witness, 
caresses the silence, 
where the shadows dance, 
the forgotten footsteps, 
there, you and I, 
in an eternal beginning. 

I'll go where you are 
without doubts or walls, 
I'll find you in the echo 
of an old whisper, 
where time, though cruel, 
is but a song, 
where love and hope 
are intertwined in every cry.