well, peace now, talk to ya soon, the lights about to go, here comes the moon............
invading visions blossoming, soon to be true..........from here on out it
all about the new............
Trueness I see and wonder,
helplessly through the dark,
a path lightened not yet to see, making their way to the mark.......
morning dew falls, while the ground freezies......some wish it to be true,
others hope for the lies.......as time passes, rumors begin to fly.......
the talk begins to flow, throughout halls
whispers...
floating in the air
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