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Each journey gives rise to chance encounters, and each encounter brings forth a farewell.
When a farewell leads to a journey, the worlds open their hearts.
Those chosen by light, or ensnared by darkness.
Friends who share the same bonds, though their paths may differ.
When you doubt the path trod thus far, when the hand held is lost to you, gaze anew at the heart that once was...
for all the answers are within.
A long Dream
A sad farewell, hanging in the air in that "World between".
What is reality? What is illusion?
The path chosen by the young leads to their memories.
When caught in the stream of the days and nights going past, gaze anew at your steps...
for there all confusion will end.
Will the day come when this battle, born of confusion, will end?
It is different things to different people.
Can the reality be that which is hidden?
The reason is mere existence. Still memories can be believed.
Be not afraid. Entrust your body to the soothing waves of your memories.
By and by, your fleeting rest will be over...
and everything will begin.
When a farewell leads to a journey, the worlds open their hearts.
Those chosen by light, or ensnared by darkness.
Friends who share the same bonds, though their paths may differ.
When you doubt the path trod thus far, when the hand held is lost to you, gaze anew at the heart that once was...
for all the answers are within.
A long Dream
A sad farewell, hanging in the air in that "World between".
What is reality? What is illusion?
The path chosen by the young leads to their memories.
When caught in the stream of the days and nights going past, gaze anew at your steps...
for there all confusion will end.
Will the day come when this battle, born of confusion, will end?
It is different things to different people.
Can the reality be that which is hidden?
The reason is mere existence. Still memories can be believed.
Be not afraid. Entrust your body to the soothing waves of your memories.
By and by, your fleeting rest will be over...
and everything will begin.