Once I had a broken heart,
not to pieces but to dust.
was so broken I gave up...
pause, surrender, don’t react.

What to follow when your heart
comes to ashes cause it’s fried?
Lost my soul, lost my track,
so much weight hurts my back.

Then on shore I saw this man,
saw his shoulders, strong and light,
flowers flowing side to side,
had me thinking of my life.

Thank you stranger for that night,
your red blossoms where a sign:
"Move away from weight and harm,
grow some beauty on your back.
"

Now I´m walking a new path,
rising further than the stars.
That deep heart I thought had died,
is now stronger, growing fast.

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