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Dance of the Lost Ones
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Dolour Lost in the dark for time unknown
Groping for anything to lead back home
To somewhere I belong
To something I have wanted
The dance of the lost souls
The bitter sweet motion of their dance
To stand in swaying context of awe
To stand at the edge of their fire light
Lost in the abyss of blacken empty
The void of a groping soul
Thirsting for the place I belong
Starving for the one thing I have wanted
