Enchanted memories,
Walking along the shore.
Time passes,
There is no magic anymore.
Storms are brewing overhead,
I know it must be so.
Nowhere to lay my head,
Back and forth flows woe.
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| Keeping the Faith
Enchanted memories, Walking along the shore. Time passes, There is no magic anymore. Storms are brewing overhead, I know it must be so. Nowhere to lay my head, Back and forth flows woe. |
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