How long ago did it take place?

I felt the sun shined on my face. It was in June. A 

glowing day... Though desert doesn't have dull days.



Sometimes our roads bring us to docks. Since empty miles 

of endless walk. And someone who has found the key meets 

someone with the lock.



I found his campsite by a fluke. He had the same old 

cloak and crook. A perfect copy of myself. But there was 

something in his look



He said - You're running from your demons longing for 

serenity. You hope to find the place you dream of but 

that will never be.



Sailing in the sea of sand. Your nightmares are still 

with you. Searching for the Promised Land. Your 

nightmares are still with you until the end.



Why don't you let it pass through you? Why don't you 

simply let it pass? Why don't you let it die for you? Why 

don't you simply leave it in the past?