Walk on, unrelenting soul, walk on.
Through the valley of dark woe.
Ever steady, through the times of storm..
Walk on, frail soul, walk on.
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Tiny gleams of tender loving light.
All about the valley of my mind.
Singing the symphonies to unite,
The cords of sweet grace and peace of mind.
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Sometimes i am afraid,
Of collected footsteps before dawn.
Of memories that marches past
The fortress of my dreams.
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Here,
In this space of emptiness.
My mind begins,
to string into memories.
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I am clay...
An empire of dust and grace
I am a unique grand design.
The definition of chaos in solace.
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This heart,
in the waters of dense confusion,
is about to drown.
Struggling helplessly
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Whispers, the voiceless silence.
Heard as walls within our souls speak.
Emptying gentle winds into trashcans of absence
Shadowed memories are then made bleak..
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It's words written that heals the heart,
And calms the weary mind..
Through arts, we look through life, its path,
And mysteries we thus find..
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Now i await..
Renewed by fate..
When life redeems;
The end of dreams..
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Misty hue, a white dry dew morn....
Merry, in the mist of the dark blue dawn...
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