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Echo dwells in forestry
As her lover gazes softly
She knows he won't awake
Consumed in puddle love

Juno is moaning
Over creeping satellite
And I'm singing screaming keeping
All this secret to myself

It is the tears upon the moon
It is the single sorry tune
Of lovers quietly deceiving

And I am sleeping sewing reaping
A bed of faithless stories
Fighting darkness, sinking shallow

As white light envelops my mind
As I whisper tired goodnights
Leaving pleasures so unkind