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Ears, two appendages I fear, 
pressure applied against the one who steers.
Pain distracts all sight, 
light drives agony into effect.
Tears fall as visions fade, Strength summoned deep within, 
pain ascends.
Blinded beneath tragic grief. 
Heart cold, no emotion shown. 
Imprisoned in manic thoughts that do not belong,
Questions of existence?
Destiny calls out to me in the night,
"OH wanderer wandering the deep, these
vast oceans await the lost, forgotten, and meek."
Signs seen in passing, 
Symbolic interpretation signal with Marks,
 Translation to be known;
 
"WARNING! TO ALL WHO SEE!! DANGER!! WOE!!
A CASTAWAY WAS (X), BEWARE! BEWARE!
 OBJECTS LYE IN WAIT THAT ARE MUCH CLOSER THAN THEY APPEAR.
A COAST DRAWS NEAR!! STRICKEN LAND,
 THIS PLACE IS A SANCTUM FOR DEPRESSION AND FEAR.
GOD IS GOOD! A MESSAGE TO BE HELD DEAR"

Closed remarks left on stone, 
his vessel Abruptly he meets the pier.
(X) Days turn to weeks, tones claimed by sound,
whispering air begins to creep.
Growing louder the more I flee. 
Solace felt only in shade, free shelter given 
Underneath the mustard tree.
Exhaustion gives way, 
lost, an abandoned hunger pains slowly speak.
with hope in a prayer, faithful to his belief, 
suddenly entering a deep realm,
where honesty finds a poisonous leach. 
If left untreated,
not found all senses would eventually cease to be.
Into blackness he fades, 
nightmares become reality a voice echoes out ringing through the void of space. " My dreams, they dwell inside this place. " 
Inception from the night gives way to perception at Day light, 
once again awakened into another writhing strife. 
Motivation becomes a vice. The decision is made, to face ALL fear.
So He greets them directly, natural and fair.
staying true with honor, 
wielding bravery creates an awkward stare.
Subliminal coding Both hear.
Lack of sound, images will appear. 
Now the rules are clear. 
At life's start the line reads
 "LIFE RECORD: HOPE+2 FEAR-21- BEWARE OF THE SPEAR."
Enemy of my enemy surrounded,
with weapons forged and sharpened against me
taking turns one by one they slice.
A crucial mistake is made. 
PAIN... when used as a KEY,
opens up the doorway "REMEMBRANCE"
above the entrance, 
opens up the sea.
With infinite choices that lead to moments of
what is or what soon shall be.
Will of instinct a question of a Souls might.
 "Do I flee like a coward taking flight? 
Or stand firm and tall through the fire?"
 DESPITE THE GIANTS HEIGHT!!!
 YEA YEA,Till my last breath I choose to FIGHT
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