Where Everland is
I am
Where flow her streams
I live
In her hard
places there
I flourish
In the threads
of her inner maze
I run
Unravelled there
I learn
In the rewards
of being brave
I reap
All found of the
fairing fair light
I sing
‘Only believe!’
she told me, and
I joy . . .
The
thing will come at end of day
And
now is
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