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Take your fears of nothing cast them into the sea,
Morning rises like the tide.
Crawled up from that crack in the world,
I believe in do time all will be fine again.
I walked into my mind with a hand full of love,
Everything almost felt right.
Given the right time, I could become one once more.
Do not have my ear to the ground any more,
All the sounds I ever herd lead to something worse.
My feet ever sore but I will move until this feels like home.
Slipped on out of that hole I made,
Rocks made horrible pillows and dust got in my eyes.

A golden glow presses against my face,
A humble smirk rest on this place.
People always ask me what I been making,
However, I barely can understand what I been breathing.
I will not let my time be wasted anymore; I refuse to hold my back against the wall any more.
Effortlessly I redistributed all my energy into perfecting me.
This time all I do will be to free me,
So please leave me be with your condescending attitudes,
Just relax until you see the sun come back around.