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Deep in Europe,
A place where they fled,
Hiding are two souls,
Whom most think are dead.
At night some hear laughing
As they play hide 'n' seek;
Running through the night,
And crossing the creek.
Some hear whispers
As they softly talk,
Playing in the woods,
And taking their walk.
Cracking sticks,
A soft yellow glow,
Shadows are seen,
But few truely know.
Some think "Apparitions!"
Others say "Who knows?"
It could be true,
For they are wandering souls.
But souls that have warmth,
And are together everyday,
And roam the cities,
And with children they play.
Spinning in circles,
Knowing they won't be found,
Going so fast,
They seem to lift off the ground.
The story of their past,
Is purposly untold.
They ran away,
Waiting for life to unfold.
Away they went,
Away from home,
Caught a midnight flight,
And decided to see Rome.
The reasons why
Nobody knows,
Even though some wonder,
It never gets told.
Loving the cards life handed,
They enjoy playing this game,
And no matter what goes down,
There is never any shame.
They built a small house
Hidden in the hills,
And play in the fields,
Just for the thrills.
When the wolves call,
And the fire cracks,
They think about their old home,
And wonder if they'll ever go back.
They decide,
That one day they will.
Side by side they fall asleep,
Time remaining still.
The story of two lovers,
Is a tale seldom told,
But, only by those two souls,
When they believe the moment is gold.
