Bygone times pajotun's way
There above high cliffs and mountains
Has marked it with dust and ash
From that age shepherds
Walked on these edges
Here Gandvik's mountain trolls tromped forward
difficult still
Can be seen on the horizon
How magnificent it must have been
And scouted out over all this
And walking so alone and free
A cough night in a cold and light take
As many for me have experienced
And as many for me have valued
But memories are forgotten by the passage of time
And little is here as it once was
Here where otherwise leaves have withered
But fell down on a decayed earth
Where dreams and life have died out
But maybe behind a path
Or behind an old bush
Still sitting.....hmm
And waiting?

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