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Overhead my spirit flies In plasticide and crimson skies Whispering winds in moonlit wood A totem oak once golden stood
How I wish that you were here Before all flowers disappeared Wed lay together in the sun Before mindrape had begun
Now stones are falling from my hands Are shaking all my beloved land A water glimse back on my past And only in my tears it lasts
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