The colours of acension baby Feel them here Feel them on the breeze Head to the rare baby Know the mists energy The veils that bare In invitation only In a welcome to frailty Strength Waiting is forever Wading in the sound Live and lapping waters In a memory bound The colours of acension In a rainbow round The moon the sun the light The children of the dawn
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