Awake!
Shake dreams from your hair my sweet loving child.
Awake !
Shake the dreams from your hair my pretty child,
Choose to nestle beneath the darkened moon
The soldier was silent but yet very still ?
Wait !
This is the path that the ancient sought,
Perfection then Immaculate !
Although we see dimly through a tiny portal for now
Those features eventually fade from her face and smile
Her hair velvet yet molded to perfection,
A dear lesson can be learned..,
For we embarked together,
Pamela and I on a wonderful journey,
Go west young man,
The west is the best !
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