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Jan 2016
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we are so ready now


For  some

REALITY


( thank god )


•••


after all the dying

After all the suffering

::

We end the madness and come home

••


()()()()()()


she of the tranquil eyes

The graceful nobility

Of the saintly child


Raised in the mountains

With

Goddesses and Gods

::

We are the gentle souls

We are the warriors

We've come to show you

The road leading thru the mountains

That will eventually

Lead you home

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waters of eternity

Faces of the blessed ones

The seed of fertility

That ends all loneliness



We come cause we are needed now

We are the ones you want

••

She of the minstrel song

The high bird vision of the angel eyed

the dream spirit bathed in light


The playground in the afternoon


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Written by
jeffrey robin
215
   Onoma
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