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Here I am glancing in the midst
Chaos and broken dreams are all I can see
The dawn must be bright
But darkness lingers still with me

I see myself through the mirror
Encapsulated by bliss and agony
What would it take me to walk out of this door
Longing for peace and harmony

Just holding on to that strand of hope
That everything will fall into place
I  shall rise and do what I can cope
And seek out that love and peace right out of my face

— The End —