The 3rd and the Mortal - In mist shrouded
She lies awake in the silent nightWith her mind wide openShe fears what shall appearAs she stares into The DarkBeyond these tall majestic treesHer feel know where to trendShe recognize the mass-covered stonesKnows each curve of The PathShe tries to catch The DreamsBut they fade awayShe knows they will returnCome Evening
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