In the Cover of the forest deep, I dream of eternity.
The stars of forgotten Memories shine in the sky like tears Un-shed.
The water pure, sings of Life and all its wonder. The air dances, a display of Of grace and Eloquence.
A small flame sheds Light, with it the gift of knowledge.
And the earth Mourns the seasons, to which all life's order follow.
In the Cradle of an Ancient Elder Tree, I dream of you and our Eternity.
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