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S.


Celtic CrossroadsIn the twilight of the evening, Before the sun had gone. I stood at a crossroads, List’ning to your song.Celtic Crossroads
Harp, and sword, and chalice, sitting by the stone. Moon, and star, and sun above, Stone, water, earth below.
Before the sun has risen, I will walk alone. Three score miles and ten it’s said, to go to Babylon.
I bear a jug for water, my breath is for the air. Candle flame for fire, and salt for earth I bear. And last for spirit I do bring myself from foot to hair.
Star above, and star below, and stars for each direction. Season


MirrorsReflections in the mirror, Never seem to be. The person in the mirror, Is never me.Mirrors
Shadowed, dusty, murky mirror, Twisted, warped, and faded. Crackled, peeling, tarnished mirror, Shallow, stiff, and dated.
Don’t trust the picture in the mirror, I hate how it lies. Exactly like a funhouse mirror, It doesn’t have to try.
Mirror, mirror, On the wall. Who is fairest mirror? Who will fall?
Reflections in the mirror, What will I see? The person in the mirror, Is never me.


WallsI can’t see them, yet they’re there, These prison walls at which they stare. Built of glass they seal me in, And keep my savior from coming within.Walls
I built these walls to keep me safe, But now they will not leave. And when I try to knock them down, They never want to weaken.
Although I try to dissipate, to make them fall away, Those around me hold them there, Because they expect them, Know them, Don’t want me to change.
I can change: My hair, My clothes, My faith, My face,
But still they’re there, You h
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(Me)"Drool."
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(-Romantic Period English)
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