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Robin goodfellow |
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Dianae, my muse |
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Morpheus in my heart |
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Your sand in my veins |
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It's a deeper kind of slumber |
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What is universe anyway |
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But a pouch of silver coins |
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The intense breathing |
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Of a dying animal |
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A foreboding of afterlife |
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Master keys in oaken chest |
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The somewhere is mine |
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And from there |
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I'll continue |
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All I asked for was a little love |
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Meet me on the other side |
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Where as a rose |
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I will wake |
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Though blind |
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I'll follow every step you take |
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Dianae, my muse |
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Dianae, my solitude |
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Cease to exist, rise to exist no more |
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It's a deeper kind of slumber |
