A rare light indeed
Shines upon my crooked halo
With dreams like rivers
That Never stop flowing
Nearing eternity
I cast my net to find the answers
Before time is passed in front of me
Like sands in a hourglass
I fear not Who I am
A rare light indeed
Shines upon my crooked halo
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Author:
arazimus (
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