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Here At Last: Oh Redemption

worn out and ragged faith unfaithful floor as it gives way beneath my illusion of my sure footing haven't taken all from me just yet my shaken self worth the floor giving way my steps sinking ever lower held up by pure pain the empty gait pressing on the shadow more alive than my hollow being floating just above this realm darkness ever whispering trying to speak my true name strength not being summoned I am unknown to all One who knows me within fleeting light, flickering but the darkness not complete hope screaming out for me falling upon my deaf ears my senses dulled ignited my suffering inside this eye of evil swirling beneath a whirlpool ever gulping water, dragging down i reach for broken dreams i grasp the hand of an angelic host Here at last: oh redemption

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