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“Heal my soul, to your epiphany.
Never have wanted to see the day,
When I have to think of many,
To countless worlds I have traveled,
Found wisdom; forbidden late,
What’s little of my faith I held.
Alone wandering in concrete jungle
as it seems exploring to endless trouble
As unknown they may be.
I never wanted to make a plea,
But I hope one day,
One day,
It’d set me free.”
-Marcmire
