Everything is quiet as the sun sets.

As the creatures of the midnight take flight.

May we find peace within this place we met.

For we do not need to sustain the fights.


I had thought that our souls would not take hold.

But in that time I knew that I was blind.

Surely separated by mountains of gold.

To search, to know, to be; is what I find.


Come back with me, so that we can be free.

To be what we see in our being to be.

Our roots go very deep much like a wolf tree.

Due to the fact that only you can be me.


You see, we may never be like this again.

That is okay because this is the end.

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