At every turn, i'm lost.
Walking into the dark.
Can you heal my mark?
I see light, no way out.
Is it possible?
I'm in no doubt.
Lost in darkness.
I am light, outside everything.
Walking out of the dark.
I'm still breathing.
It is possible.
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