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Redemption

Wandering, searching for the wind An empty vessel, lost adrift. Steering toward a forgotten shore, To a place that deals only in absolutes, Where no storm shall cloud our path. When we wake from the slumber of darkest night There is glory in the redemption of dawn Rising anew to embark on a sacred descent, As the day crescendos in majestic hues, Hypnotic, dissolving into the horizon

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