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Every end is unfold

I toddle without a hold

Moving through all bend

I search for the end

As I move towards the shine

Darkness sways mine – myself

With a trembling heart I look around for a savior

To make up my conscience as a warrior

With comrade of mine

Let me run past this time

With re-birth of my happiness from assassination

I wish to make my fear an illusion…

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