free
there was pain
and there was peace
there was hurt
in the time I leased
but that had never bothered me
blinded me
cause I can see what others don't see
I am out of line to the ordinary
I'm quite contrary
but I bare this burden willingly
because It's His plan that matters to me
not the whole of humanity
though I know not my place in Gods army
soon I'll find out, and be set free
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