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Wandering child, so lost, so helpless, yearning for my guidence
Angel, or father, friend of Phantom? Who is it there staring?
Have you forgotten your Angel?
Angel, oh speak. What endless longings, echo in this whisper!
Too long have you wandered in winter, far from my far reaching gaze.
Wildly my mind beats against you....
You resist...
Yet the/your soul obeys