Hold me gently,
for I fear that I shall fall.
Dance with swaying grace,
a seductive phantoms call.
Take my hand,
And lead me to the light.
Give me wings,
and aid me in flight.
Free my bindings,
so I may roam.
Take my leash, sister
And lead me home.
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