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| Enveloped within a warm, soft cushion Comforted by the stirrings of a loving heart Behold, the time is nigh For exodus from this mysterious enclosure Along a swift, torrential canal A new beginning emerges Oh, the scalding lights after such eternal gloom Protests of bitter cries uncontrolled Leaves pirouetting happily in a merry-go-round Soft whisperings of the delightful gale The raging storm clashes, lightning flashes The roar of the seas, prowling thunders abound Treading alluring paths of spring sunshine Basking in the warmth of every sensational summer Spiralling with joy each golden morn Shivering in agony during the cold, cold winter Unfading echoes at every turn White is the moon and black is the sun At last, peace and calm is mine For see! I am back in line. |