| Dear child of mine, pain turns to destiny…
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| Down from the mountains, in the form of a rose
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| The thunder of oceans shall bring forth the ghost
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| Of an infinite star that will rest in my tree
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| Like the full moon of night
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| Descending like me
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| Such is my journey
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| No matter where my spirit shall travel
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| You will be there…
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| Winter sheds its grief in snow
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| Summer weeps
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| It must be so
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| Thus let thee live
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| Unseen, unknown
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| Light is the body and no more than a shell
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| Releasing our spirits to heaven or hell
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| While embracing my love to let go of your hand
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| And to reach for a kingdom forgotten by man
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| Forgive my sister, she would not come
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| This travel, she said, you must do alone…
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| Bring to heart Johanna’s name
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| Through my blood you share the same
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| To hold, to keep through dust, through rain
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| Say you knew
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| Yes only you could grow the seeds of time
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| Run and flow through silver snow
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| Of mountains spring must climb
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| From this hill, to waters still
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| My heart will guide your way
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| Love and wrath, my epitaph
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| Before your name I lay |