In years gone past, a question asked Our time awake, insane, outcast A searching spirit alive in me A questioned truth I was forced to see To pain and grow it forced a way Alive it asked, what price to pay In emptiness it was forced to be To ask aloud, just who is we Dark clouds soon parted this empty soul To give to him what makes him whole And light arrived to open hope To make him realize the time to cope All he could ask for, alive, alone A simple someone to bring him home In all she is, it gives new life Discontentment and years of strife Are wiped away like a newborn's tears Along with questions and all his fears
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