Great is this power that seeps from within;
Buried just below the pressure lines,
Already shining glourious power--golden power--upon my soul.
I feel content in my discontent life;
Buried just below the pressure lines,
A spontaneous sunset of abstract peace awaits
Making me feel content in my discontent life.
My hopes soar, as does my faith in confidence;
Confidence of the glorious sunset of abstract peace.
I know I can depend on this natural found beauty,
Allowing my hopes to soar, along with my faithful confidence.
My feelings of fear vanish at my fingertips.
I know I must depend upon this natural found beauty
To trick my mind's eye into security,
Making feelings of utmost terror drain from well practiced fingertips,
Freeing my guilty mind to explore new horizons.
As I'm tricking my mind's eye into false security,
As I'm burying it just below the pressure lines,
As I allow freedom from this convicted conscience to venture new horizons,
Greater becomes the power that leaks from within.
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