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Feb 2015
Out from the darkness there came a voice,
We where there the day you where conceived,
The day your mother met your father,
Before you where a dream,
The deepest dark that lies in hearts,
The haunting mysteries ,
We made for you of bone and blood,
A body for you to live,
To make your home make it your own,
For you will have to live there ,
I know you feel alone,
But in due time your body dies,
And the lies will be forgotten ,
For we are one the earth and sun,
In soil in tree in everything ,
The coil is what makes it hard to remember ,
Where never alone before and after ,
Its good to know that all things are connected,
So when i go ,
I want you to know,
Ill be with you forever.
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
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