𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 - 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚

It's time... To wake up.

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Where flows the fountain silently, it blooms a lovely flower; blue as the beauty of the sky, it speaks. Like kind fidelity, through fortune's sun and shower- ⁠"Forget-me-not!"
'Tis like thy starry eyes, more bright than evening's proudest star; like purity's own halo-light. It seems to smile upon thy sight and says to thee from far- ⁠"Forget-me-not!"
Each dew-drop on its morning leaves is eloquent as tears that whisper, when young passion grieves for one beloved afar, and weaves his dream of hopes and fears- ⁠"Forget-me-not!"

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Open... your eyes...