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Sometimes I dream of a world I knew
The secret doors that I walked through
Into mirrors of sun
And I can see the dancers ebb and flow
In silent rooms of falling snow
And wild dogs play in the ruins of stone
The paintings lie against the wall
I knew their stories, knew them all
They were my own
Under the moon where all the shepherds climb
I follow their road of golden twine
And then I drown in the ruins of stone