When will the day come when my opportunities arise
I am only human being in need of support
Longing for the eyes of a master mind
When will the day be here when my soul can find the way
Into a universe we have always known but never truly imagined
Where dreams become realistic
Life will truly be as exquisite as the night stars then
The feeling of content waking up every beautiful morning
But for now, oh Lord, please guide me through these unfinished days
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