Penny for your thoughts
Nickel for your time
If you want to enter here
You'll have to pay a dime
She's sleeping now
Miss needs her rest
Walk softly
No time to jest
If your intentions are true
A map you will not need
Tame a wild heart?
Your footsteps will thunder
Take heed
Restless is her sleep
She's almost awake
You might get lost trying to find her
It's a gamble only you can make
Rich in spirit
Power in mind
The only tools you will need
Whisper into her soul
Make that your good deed
Waste no time
Do not loiter
She's seen that kind before
She is the Gatekeeper's daughter.
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