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Flowing quickly through a tunnel behind closed eyes,
never reaching an end, only turning and fighting,
finally a bend produces imaginary tears for made up eyes,
my vision has shocked me with such a sighting,
an opening illuminated by light blue sky,
I go through and glide in any direction I decide,
mountains and a sense of right lay far behind this sky,
I fight my way through doubt and regret simply for my pride,
last shadow has fallen and I can finally see,
I fought demons and monsters to simply be me,
well I have the will to fight on and guts to keep on taking risks,
you can crumble my love and I'll just clean it like discs.