.Mist that hangs like silk, soaking in the rain
Trees that rise like ghosts, bearing people's names
And a sea that takes me where I do not know
But I gladly go
Shrouded in the sweetest grass I've ever known
This my earthly bed, my beloved home
But the voice that calls me to the far .
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