| Wandering through her shadow side
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| Maya wonders what lay beyond the fences her ancestors built long ago
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| Heart racing faster than her feet could carry
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| Face pale in the moonlight above
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| Almost silently she slipped into the night
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| Mind racing with the tales of caution her mother spout at her bedside
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| Of the wolf, born to devour
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| But how she hears him now howling on the wind
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| Begging her to enter the forest
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| Hear the call to adventure
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| Arousing the desire to go out where you may find yourself
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| Naked in the fire
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| All, pouring from the emptiness into the void
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| The call to adventure
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| Trying to escape from external abnormal conditions of being
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| Existence that we have established ourselves
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| Enter the forest where it’s darkest
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| The way you know no one has gone before
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| You in the forest where it’s darkest
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| Echoing through the trees
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| Maya
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| The answers that you are seeking can be found
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| In the outlying spaces
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| Hear the call to adventure
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| Arousing the desire to go out where you may find yourself
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| Naked in the fire
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| All, pouring from the emptiness into the void
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| The call to adventure
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| Create, sustain, destroy
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| Trying to escape from external abnormal conditions of being
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| Existence that we have established ourselves
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| At first everything was good
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| Everything was fine
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| Everything was just as it should be
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| Until the day opening her eyes
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| Everything went wrong
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| Something she could not unsee
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| Maya and the wolf
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| Reflection and the shadow
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| Standing face to face
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| In the outlying spaces
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| Hear the call to adventure
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| Arousing the desire to go out where you may find yourself
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| Naked in the fire
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| All, pouring from the emptiness into the void
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| The call to adventure
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| Create, sustain, destroy |