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Title: ???? Author: Aratlithiel Summary: I think this is going for a lament in Galadriel's voice but, until it decides what it wants to be when it grows up, here it will remain.
April 11, 2002
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Do not surrender, lost child
For peace is yours, if you choose it
Lay down your head, the time has come
To banish your tears and cast your soul to your fate
Above the babble and tumult you soared, fingers ever reaching for the stars
Your gaze ever piercing the mists of fancy
But sight gifted virtues unasked for
And your stars betrayed you
Mists broke faith and turned to blinding grey
They cover your eyes, cloak that perceptive gaze
Treacherous voices whisper lies
Dreams are no refuge for the weary
Pretense, you turn to now
A masquerade played out for those whose hearts are entwined with your own
But your wisdom is captive to the grey
And love offered is more dagger to your heart
Your path has led you through storms of fire and ash
Your soul fought for purchase where no hold could be found
You stayed your course, held to truth
But lies will out and your heart lies crushed in your fist
Love does not fade and memory will keep you forever of your country
And nothing can take you from the hearts that hold you
Deny the emptiness in your soul, cast aside your weary struggle
Valinor awaits you, lost child and peace beckons
Do not surrender, lost child
For peace is yours, if you choose it
Lay down your head, the time has come
To banish your tears and cast your soul to your fate
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