She was passing through the jungle
Saw a spirit from a figure fly
A little child; her face was purple
Was it really her time to die?
With troubled heart she went on
Near a river she heard a cry
A young man; struggling to go on
hugged her and said, 'Goodbye!'
She looked around; no one was there
In an instant something came by
My daughter! My husband! O dear!
Everything fine. Her dream - a lie
Made her wonder why people die
Makes life important; is that why?
Is this after a nightmare? I am surely going to get one tonight...
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