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From Today to Yesterday and Then Tomorrow
Sit with me for a moment — share my light.
Let us watch the bell together.
The bell — it tolls inside the swing of memory
We have been here before — this time hurts less.
Those we used to know rest on the beach of beauty.
It has been challenged by the might of time.
They stand barefoot to experience the restless waves
Carrying pieces of history to the brink of tomorrow.
The bell tolls for us all — if we hear it we obey.
There is no other choice. Come with me now,
It is our time. In the distance we see our memories revived.
When we step forward to face them they will fade away.
The light we carry will grow and become the sun of our tomorrow.
It will transform the darkness into yet another cycle of life.
And show our strength as another world is built again
In the gentle sunshine of the land we call Zimora.
Be well, Zidor