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Troubled, tired, unsure of what to do, Confused about religion and promises of this world. Looked for answers for my dying soul, so blue, Like stepping out a sphere that had been just twirled. Loud I cried, but no words could break out, Amid the crowd, a voiceless Ghost. Driven by misery, I found myself on the lonely route, Burned by the sun like one left to roast. No strength left, I felt face down on the sand, Nothing but silence I heard, thought I cross the living world. Then I felt as if the Living Light took me by the hand, Whispered into my ears “…It’s time to unfold”. Freedom I sensed, life became anew, Courage I gained, my mind was at ease, Peace I found, I felt so true, I deprived of it all to be led by the Breeze.
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Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 1:36 PM UTC
Free At Last
Troubled, tired, unsure of what to do, Confused about religion and promises of this world. Looked for answers for my dying soul, so blue, Like stepping out a sphere that had been just twirled. Loud I cried, but no words could break out, Amid the crowd, a voiceless Ghost. Driven by misery, I found myself on the lonely route, Burned by the sun like one left to roast. No strength left, I felt face down on the sand, Nothing but silence I heard, thought I cross the living world. Then I felt as if the Living Light took me by the hand, Whispered into my ears “…It’s time to unfold”. Freedom I sensed, life became anew, Courage I gained, my mind was at ease, Peace I found, I felt so true, I deprived of it all to be led by the Breeze.
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Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 1:36 PM UTC
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