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And, so it Comes
Bouncing off of walls
Very unsure
Destiny’s child
What the future hold.
Shifting tide
Under a full moon.
Kept in the dark
Goddess…Mother
Holds all the keys
What shall it be?
Bouncing off of walls
Very unsure
Destiny’s child
What the future hold.
Shifting tide
Under a full moon.
Kept in the dark
Goddess…Mother
Holds all the keys
What shall it be?