O Dark MysterySo bright I cannot seeSometimes hushedSometimes clanging in my soulI enter as You revealDarting from tree to treeHide and seekThe Mystery
This is the bright home In which I live, This is where I ask My friends To come, This is where I want to love all the things It has taken me so long To learn to love.
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