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Oh pitiful sister,
Sweet wingless bird.
Take my hand, let’s fly
Away from this cage.

In all my dreams we meet again,
You must already know.

Oh pitiful sister,
Gifted with infinite sense.
With a knowledge of the universe
That’s turning you insane.

Visions, past and future,
The voice of time and space
From the silence of beginnings
To the agony of ends.

When will it end?

Forever going down,
Penetrating in the cave,
Further in the depths…