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The Beginning
When the moon is white against the winter sky...
and the Ladies face shines down, you feel no shame.
The sins are gone, they were never really there.
You'll hear the voice that has always called your name.
You'll dance, you'll sing, to a song that always been...
But you'll never ever, ever be the same.
by Pentad
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