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MAY HE HEAR MY SONG

AS A MODERN DAY DULCINEA ~ I REMAIN ISOLATED BY CHOICE

SURMOUNTED FEAR TO VENTURE INTO UNFAMILIAR HUNTING GROUNDS

INTERNALLY I SCREAM OUT TO THE ONE WHO WILL HEAR MY DESPAIR

THE ONE WHO WILL RECOGNIZE MY SONG AND JOIN ME TO SING ALONG

I BELIEVE HE IS FIGHTING BATTLES, KNOWN ONLY TO HIM

HE SHALL FIGHT AND HE SHALL CONQUER

HE WILL ACKNOWLEDGE AND EMBRACE HIS NEW STANCE

ONE VOID WILL REMAIN WITHIN HIM TO WHICH HE WILL SEEK TO FILL

BY MEANS OF A TUNE HE COMPOSED ONLY FAMILIAR TO HIM

YET NO ONE TO SING WITH

GALANT YET RESERVED HE VENTURES OUT TO A DIFFERENT BATTLE

ONE WHICH IS UNFAMILIAR AND DAUNTING

AS A DULCINEA RESIDES IN HIDDEN PASTURES, SHE HUMS WITHIN

 HER DON NEARBY, GRINS AS HE BEGINS TO RECOGNIZE THE FAMILIAR TUNE