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Processing thoughts.

Maybe I've been wrong all this time

Maybe I'm a horrible person

Who deserves to be burned alive

I don't know wrong from right anymore

Have I been corrupted,

Or am I simply confused?

I wander this purgatory

In search of my self

I lost so long ago

He'll have the answer I seek

He was always so light-hearted and free

I miss that energy

My eyes turn black

My vision fades

I scream into the void

And it screams back:

"You are still alive,

And you still hold the well- being of others

Above your own.

Stop being so hard on yourself, boy.

Free yourself of the illusion,

There is no need to fear."

I open my eyes and find myself.

No more illusions,

Here I am.

◄ I am All, and All is Me.

Within Me, The Universe. ►

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