she was free
a map was drawn
to children from long ago
left by twenty-nine
through years she couldn't find
and they cried / they saw her go
not from her own strength
they feared that they were gone
she dreamt that they were near
all i knew seemed to end
seeing her once again
water coming up
throwing them down / sinking now
and he said i couldn't forget
as jenny stepped across
sweet things come in time
i guess i'll wait for mine
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