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Let’s hole up here,
don’t think of all we know
For knowledge never
could equate to love;
The peace of life and
death always will show
When souls with us
watch these grand stars above.
Let’s dance and sing
to celebrate the past.
We’ve left the world
behind. No one will know—
We live our lives
remembering the last
Of moments, and
beginnings. Time doth flow.
A summer night, alone
here in the wood.
Let’s walk with
ghosts, where solitude once stood.