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Comments about Jacob Church
I must have been designed in another age
And sent forth through time as frozen seed,
To be sprouted up and cut down like a weed,
For this world is cloaked in obscurity.
Oh, how I wish to be sent back where I belong!
Fate has destined me to live my life in seclusion,
Or, maybe this existence is just an illusion.
Whatever the cause, I just don't belong here.
In a world so big, why do I feel stuck in a trap?
I feel the need to journey to some far off place,
But I get lost before I even begin the race.
If only the gods would relieve me from this ...