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I had led my own crusade to

the stars above; to the unknown.

Through soles of my feet, I graced the

lights above. Carefully, I danced 

to the song of success. Chasing

Verse 1

We met under our darkened skies, humming

our own lullabies, that 

sent the stormy clouds chasing.

With our shadows tailing behind us, in

Must we take the road displayed to us now,

With trim and tidy hedges to our side?

Curated by the hands that don't allow?

The hands that act if yesterday we died.

And if beyond we go this dreary road,