The wind swirls the ashes on the ground
Rings of fire
Count to bow with the call For I walk alone and disturbed in myself I
gaze
I breathe what fills me like winter rain
I turn and set those sands on my lashes
As the spiritual fires fly to a room to a
wizard's choose to be
As I walk tall
with my head not dressed
they told me what they would do to me
For I walk alone and disturbed in myself
I gaze I breathe what fills me like winter rain
I turn and set those sands on my lashes As the spiritual fires fly
to a room to a wizard's
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