Lost and Unseen - Dedicated to the Dunedain

We walk unseen,
among the fires of hell,
like hunters of lost words.
Hunting the words not yet said,
we became prisoners of our thoughts,
of our never fading memories.

Solemn, understanding,
we stand firm, knowing,
the simple truth,
Revealed by the fate.

We carry in our eyes,
memories of loves,
lost and unknown,
of things said and done
that will hunt us from within
till the end of time.

Vladimir Nikuljski - Lambro

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