She calls to my soul, I hear her sweet whisper as I fall into sleep. She calls my name as I walk though the night, where my mind never leaves her sight. I yearn for the land my family once called home, home where my heart belongs. She has my heart more then anything else, my Isle love has no test! One day, my love, one day soon, I will see you in all your glory. I'll walk on your land feeling at peace, your peace healing my heart which has fallen apart. Your freedom summons my heart as it lures me in, how little I fight your will. How little I fight the call of the Isle.
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