"Am I lost or just less found? On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way? Is this a soul that stirs in me? Is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?
'Cause my comfort would prefer for me to be numb, and avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become."
"And I, I was made to leave, I was made to love, I was made to know you."
"Hope
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