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This world is full of shadows
This world is full of shadows, how can I stand
I do not stand but rather I sit.
I see a rose upon the road, it beauty draws me closer
I walk alone in endless reverie
The rose is closer now
I look upon its beauty again
What do I see not a rose…
I see a woman whose beauty grows…
Each step I take draws me nearer to thee
Times stops only you I see
Peace grows I am at rest
