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Sometimes I walk at night all alone
He follows me home
He follows me home
Sometimes he speaks in mumbles and moans
I mimic his tone
Repeating his poem
Wraps up his hands and leads to his throne
Forever we roam
Forever we roam
He tells me that one day we'll share a soul
And now I know
This is my home

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