Childlike dreamer, Bearer of Light
Sweetening the drowned out night.
Suffering a crowded tomb
Welcoming Morrigan's womb.
Praying, but not to their god
And beaten to their Christian rod.
Keep your faith, my weeping child.
Let your heart roam free and wild.
Leave your offering to the fae,
Follow your own path, believe your way.
You shine, not in their light, but your own.
Let them hurt you, mourn, condone.
Keep the balance, never cease.
Through divine love, you'll find your peace.
Watch the stars to drift to sleep
And know a pagan holds your keep
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