"Where am I?"(The Shepherdess' reply)

And she replied,

"O'er this stead thee wicked show, begging heed of their owner's call.
Requesting they, inward, be rid of lies; t' dawn being all.

Oh! Here are you! That plants thee within, becoming another growing self.
Beyond, always are pair: two apart; Seeing simply one's self.

Enough with phrases left to riddle, though! Venture along, and find your pass.
Fly! Flit! Dash! Blindness parts, wakening you and all. See, alas!"





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