Day turns to night, past fades away, future isn't clear but the present is here. Everyday i steer my mind toward a wall of imminent sign. A place where their are no words just utter silence while i try and find, what i'm trying to see. It is what i must be. It isn't what man chooses for me. I will, for all my days, be free.
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