Emiva the doe
Cladden in the wooden brown
Mahogany heart

Dusting over smooth
For a life can change so soon
Must the eye adapt

Tranceless walking fore
Steps will syncronize her way
Follow with desire

Gentle meant the fae
Guiding us and guiding all
To a better day

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Nope, they don't make any sense really...I just let my index fingers tap the letters out randomly :3