metamorphosis

Times change, prayers change

For I grew up way too fast                                             

But find out too late

 

I seek solitude

A bundle of enclosure

Weaker god’s signal

 

Swords beat on my shield

Weaken by imperfection

The sword of god’s word

 

For just one more time

We all want to find a trill

Just don’t loose your grip

 

Moving up the steps

Rising up to the challenge

Achievement, check done

 

Tranquil, peaceful morn’

Sunshine peeks through western breezes

I am truly free

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