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At night by the river bank
silver dust collected
Glittering like diamonds in the scepteral light
Raised by the angel showing gate to the land
that was long since abandoned
By the parasite called man

Opening the vision clear
the current strong is still
Or was it an illusion all along?
I heard my father calling saying child youíve come home
Iíve waited many aeons for this stately time of season
I thought that you were lost when the dove came home alone
Though you seem a little different now
I see the fire in your eyes
And the nymph he will show you where he buried all the stars

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