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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Collaboration Contest by Mystic Rose entitled Breathe Breathe When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe you just follow her, like a light weight tumbled weed Down the passages of dark, down the staircase of rune every step a little deeper than the crevices of moon you can almost taste the air, on your tonguing clepe you can down the stars of heaven in one single leap Taking you by the waist it shall dance you through the elixir of happiness when your feeling down n' blue you just thank the Lord for the magic of this gift all you need is skin n' eyes to cross her lowly rift When night claims you like a wayward leaf of old and takes you to her caves, all etched with gold don't ask her any questions just go ahead breathe no, don't ask her anything at all, just breathe, yes breathe... Written by: Mystic Rose Yes, breathe in the magic and mysterious air floating along without worry or care my soul has found comfort and such peaceful ease and if this is a dream, I ask, don't wake me please Please do not wake me from this sweet happiness this gift of Gods touch is a soothing caress remember, my leaf has grown withered and old and by faith I've been gifted these sights to behold Oh, how I long to stay here in this space It's more than I'd hoped for as my resting place but if gifted as only a glimpse of to be how blessed are the faithful whom have eyes to see When night claims you as a wayward leaf of old and takes you to the place all etched with gold bathe in her comfort with all you believe your work has been done, now it's time to just breathe
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