From death comes birth

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I know good goddess surrounds me
I am a tree, exhausted in her love
and trials
where now I had to leave my self behind
because the voice said plaintively
“leave this place”
the tower falls
upon the ground
great leaping ghosts escape
with mourns
of awful screams
I’m lost but yet I’m found in being lost
What void now sits upon my heart?
the one I loved is now no more
and hopeless now
I’m gone
I’m gone

Please make my tears into a seed
I’ll water, guard, and ably feed
this new growth in the ground so small
to raise it up o’er heaven’s wall

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