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Hope feeds our homes?
The Paper Door it swings away and I have fallen into Moontalk…
Seems like whirling and the ordinary life is gone!
It’s gone and you Step into the other world of feeling,
The Paper Door it swings away and I have fallen into Moontalk
The Fool leaps into the mire
The ordinary life is gone
The Fool leaps into the mire
It’s a Wilderness of Mirrors
in Time The Paper Door it swings away,
Wings away, onward and far.

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