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As the story goes… You descended from obscurity A wind from nowhere The shadow of the shadow You made room for me, The open slate For the closed mind I repent the night of the nor’easter You awaken, screaming Alone in a crowded room Nothing would quench the thirst that night You’re cold inside as the spirit fades Conjuring your next escape You seek a raft to ride the raging whitewater Your existence requires nothing but faith I'll throw you the mooring rope – Godspeed
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 6:38 AM UTC
As the Story Goes
As the story goes… You descended from obscurity A wind from nowhere The shadow of the shadow You made room for me, The open slate For the closed mind I repent the night of the nor’easter You awaken, screaming Alone in a crowded room Nothing would quench the thirst that night You’re cold inside as the spirit fades Conjuring your next escape You seek a raft to ride the raging whitewater Your existence requires nothing but faith I'll throw you the mooring rope – Godspeed
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 6:38 AM UTC
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