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trusting


looking at an unexplored land you lead your feeling lead as you enter the darkness of the den with confusion you start to plead each step you take is with all your feeling the sense of you starts to tingle as you put your to feel the walling the urface felt like such a wrinkle when you try and seee the way the wrinkled was starts to shine its so, like the dusk of day as you try to find you struggle to find the light struggle to survive till the of the path it begins the brave harden fight the hope rises with a sudden laugh when the light starts to grow this different feeling hits me hard it gets throughout my body like a river of flow then it spreads wide as grass on a yard with the touch of her hand the hope of a end starts to gain things are just falling together as a band like the sound of fallin' rain my legs gains the sense of being dead my arms have a gray awareness this sense starts to spread let it ru without any careness when i reach the end was a bright of day you see the ways of the jade just as the words starts the say the sense of th begins to fade
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