We Watch the Clouds

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Sparkling cache of the tree

The most sacred of our keys

It is our jewel

It is our blood

And we cannot let it be. 

We will still search for it

But we are unfit

It is hidden

Beyond us

Higher than holy writ.

Let us know it is real

Accounts written by stele

It is ancient

It is timeless

It is stronger than steel.

Let us allow it to lighten our nights

And brighten our days,

Let us believe it to protect us

With it's Fiery Blaze.

Yet let us prey

To not let it destroy us.

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