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He and I

Seek the silent

Halfway through beneath

Traveling in the woven branches of another world

Got to hall ending

Step from the living trees

My trial now let come to pass

He and I on a silent path

This is the way we know

We go on

This is the hope

Woven branches

Falling

Take our weights

I see this

Down this way a place

So it comes to pass

We go our separate ways

A solitary course to a place of rest

Passing through the golden grey

This is the way

The only way

On a course bring them to our place of rest