come ye, weary soul
come...
lay thy burden
old pilgrim...
may thy weaken soul
rest awhile
come...
come lonely wanderer
into the old shelter
i invite thee
worry not of the evil eerie
for they shan't touch ye
the hazy night shan't harm thy soul
for i'll keep thee safe
under the humble shelter.
be rejuvenated
old pilgrim.
rekindle thy love
for thy journey
has not come to an end..
come...
come..
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