Destiny draws near
Upon her voice I hear
Angelic choirs
Singing songs
Of a true God
The clock ticks
My heart beats
Upon a cloud
My life does rest
Is there hope
For her voice
To echo in my ears
Does destiny draw near
Is that a robin’s voice
That I hear
Is winter’s wrath
About to disappear
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