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Look up! Look up now and tell me what you see!
The moon, the stars, the clouds are fleecy. Heaven makes us its slaves... Now look down, can you see the waves? I know thine heart was broken, Thine face was always down So this is the thing that I show you as a token The only one who diserves to be encrowned. Now pry the gods! Thy soul shall find LIGHT, Although is is all covered in veils It will cease at the barrier between day and night. Now look up again! See Heaven?! With hope, the light is once again given It's all around, hanged upon trees It's here, still Brings back old memories... Engraved deep down in thy land, in thy hill.
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