She lies awake in the silent night
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With her mind wide open
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She fears what shall appear
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As she stares into The Dark
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Beyond these tall majestic trees
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Her feel know where to trend
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She recognize the mass-covered stones
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Knows each curve of The Path
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She tries to catch The Dreams
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But they fade away
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She knows they will return
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Come Evening
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In Mist Shrouded
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| The 3rd and the Mortal |
