.When I was a child wandered
Through meadows, my time squandered,
Lost in the sweet nostalgia,
Was looking for>A way in my dreams.
When I have the Silver Key
It will be too late to flee.
The Guardian tells me with deep voice,
Iridescent balls of noise,
Beyond the Planes.
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