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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