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Its midnight now
Lanterns shinning amber haloes on the street
Its four hours since the last look of light
And the path in the forest lets me by
Silent and alert; the crackling echo
of leaves under
The Trees stand reaped and bared in preparation
They seem to know the future better than i
As i look down , covering more ground with every stride
I think of the things that bought me out
at this time of night.
For every pleasure there's a Price
Seems the trees know it better than i
and wear the ruins of the years gone by
The ancient world that to the creatures of my kind was denied
A human: I stand between their nature and gods' and mine
But there my home
The lights are warm inside
Whatever possessed my fears is far behind.
I have my reward and all is fine.
Im just wondering if its the way i came
Or the road I've always been on.
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Becoming Mother
