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| The Journey |
| I want to run Far way from here No matter the distance I have no fear The path is of Nver ending length But yet I must Remain my strength I must run on Can never stop For if I do I might be caught And if I run Towards the light My goal is there Beyond my sight And now I'm hailed With open hands Delivered to The sacred land. |
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| By: Wes |