Willow Tree

Lovely dreaming willow tree,

You always offer shade for me.

A chance to rest, a chance to sleep.

A chance to push the nightmares deep.

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Lying down, with my eyes closed,

To the Maiden's Feast I have to go.

Mog Chothra waits for me and others,

Only girls, no men or brothers.

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Mog Chothra comes and I must go,

Down towards my house below.

Appeasement said to be the way,

Deemed a smaller price to pay.

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I want to fight, I want to flee,

Don't want Mog Chothra eating me.

But all I can do is sleep and dream,

As reality claws at the seams.

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Oh lovely dreaming willow tree,

My time will end, of life be free.

Don't let me lie here all alone,

Let me think of dreams, not fate in stone.