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Reborn

a roundelay | a ruin

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Child, I hear you softly yawning.
Hold on — day will soon be here.
Child, beware your mother’s fawning
kisses, whispers in your ear.
Let me give you one last warning:
What you love will bring you fear.

Child, beware your mother’s fawning
kisses, whispers in your ear.
Child, the older kids are scorning
you for holding her love dear.
Let me give you one last warning:
What you love will bring you fear.

Child, the older kids are scorning
you for holding her so dear.
Violent recognition dawning — 
Will you listen? Will you hear?
Let me give you one last warning:
What you love will bring you fear.

Violent recognition dawning — 
Will you listen? Will you hear?
Enter now this place of mourning,
darkened hearts, minds bright and clear.
Let me give you one last warning:
What you love will bring you fear.


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