I’ve lost my sight,
In a desolate place.
Darkness, nearness,
Which way to go.
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Wandering Souls
I’ve lost my sight,
In a desolate place.
Darkness, nearness,
Which way to go.
Lost light.
Lost purpose.
Shine my moon,
Like a beacon at night.
By thus I follow.
I’m in your vicinity,
Now.
With your light,
I'll find a way.
My moon,
forever grateful I’ll stay.