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Hand in hand
with the moon
Soft caress of wind
Gental sent of nature
All around blish
Wates calmly moving
Leaves blowing aound
And the Crackel of the fire
Its soft careful glow
mixing with the moon
Lighting the path
The one that leads to you
Long ans whinding it may be,
I still travle on. I still percist
not willing to take no
Not until i have reached your arms
Not until i have reached you
Only when in your arms will i rest.