Once again
All my life I searched until
I became the mirror myself
And through your fountain my life did fill
With an array of spiritual health
Xibalba has a place in your heart
And is a mirrors job to reflect it
So when the truth stares you in the face
It is not your job to reject it
The fountain of life is faith
Across seventy-three acres of land
I offer once again, my dear
come, and take my hand
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