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I wake up at three to see your face
You’ve come to my dreams before
Coming to me, you make my heart race
I see you at my door
I open my eyes and you have gone
A fleeting visitor to my soul
All to soon it’ll be dawn
You’ll assume your numinous role
I try to sleep to see you once more
But slumber will not come
I open my eyes and look at the door
I feel my heart drum
Your hand held out
You beckon me follow
I come I have no doubt
I follow without sorrow
Looking back, I see myself
My body fast asleep
I’m flying away with an elf
The nymphs my soul to keep
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