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What magic weaves its mystic spell and lures us to the sea? What mysteries reach out from its depths to clutch our souls and plead? "Com back to me, Oh Wanderer. Such wonders you will see When once you shed your Earthly shell and set your Spirit free. I nurture lives of many forms and watch them slowly grow. Kaleidoscopic Visions . . . enfolding deep below. Com back to me, Oh Wanderer. I've lovely sights for thee. Dramatic scenes in wondrous hues are there for you to see. Perhaps a spark of lifetimes past will open up the door. And could it be your Soul recalls that you've been here before? I am here. I'll always be. But you, dear one, are free. Your Spirit soars the universe in search of harmony. You chart your course, you set your goals in striving for the way To reach your own perfection and not to go astray. I remember, long ago, when you first came to me. You started as a single cell and you were mine to feed. I cared for you, I watched you grow until the time had come When you would venture on your own and make the Earth your Home. Come back to me, Oh Wanderer, Come, share your lore with me. And leave a little of yourself so others can be free." What magic weaves its mystic spell and lures us to the sea? Perchance, is it a "Mother's" call, or just a memory?
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