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it's the whispering wind
a song calling out
in the shadows of the full moon
and the drifting tides of water

gather my things
turn off the lights
close the door
it's time to go

off into the wind
on the wing of the bird
traveling fairy dust
who would know the difference

he's told me new stories
of the never ending horizons
adrift in the timeless shift
of celestial skies

together we roam
the ancients path
filled with unseen wonder
and noiseless thunder