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Along the shore, in a misty dew,
Where thoughts does float
and doubts does the linger,
Where resistance fades,
regardless how hard you try.
where siren’s songs are heard afar,
cheering, fueling all lost soul’s endurance.
a verse of love a verse of a chasing game,
a verse that calls upon a lost desire,
a verse that calls you a king,
a verse that calls you silly,
a promise of prosperity,
a song of decay.

©FAT 2016