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cling to your fear, before it disappears. you feel it pulling, its always there   it is not always clear, when destiny is near when you hear it calling will you even care you can always turn on the path you walk even if into the trees away from the flock there's a righteous path many must walk in which humanity once took stock I fear the path I may have to walk soon for it may lead to my very doom will I submit to the devil's ruse knowing this what shall I choose
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 4:15 AM UTC
Your Calling
cling to your fear, before it disappears. you feel it pulling, its always there   it is not always clear, when destiny is near when you hear it calling will you even care you can always turn on the path you walk even if into the trees away from the flock there's a righteous path many must walk in which humanity once took stock I fear the path I may have to walk soon for it may lead to my very doom will I submit to the devil's ruse knowing this what shall I choose
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 4:15 AM UTC
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