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After we see them leave from
Beneath the willow trees
Can we please do the same?
Don't you think it's time?
Even if you do not
Follow me my
Golden child and
Hide your eyes
In the palms of my hands
Just so the comfort can finally settle in its throne like a
King.
Lie with
Me under the willow trees please.
No more running from what you have seen.
Open the path that will set you free, and one day you will
Pry my hands from your eyes and
Questions will flee.
Running wild in all your dreams
Suddenly seeing what was unseen.
Touch what you thought was
Untouchable my beautiful
Virgin
Wings, and cross out the
X's so you can learn to sleep and eventually
You will be in
Zion.
-EJ.