echo jail
it is the path most traveled
in the world of words in the tree
open and closed we will see us
water made from our heart
but into the stolen mirror
i love you i love you
it is the trail of tears
day of the new world
Time has no remaining names to call the night
forever destroyed within the red
the rocky road beaten down forever
of one passion never lived
the fallen way and jailed
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