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I fell into a world unknown, The sea now waits for me; Stolen was my natural course; Now life’s a mystery. I’ve dwelled upon a past time-line, The future knows me well; Never did my soul align, with the land on which it fell. I’ve read my script of life before, Un-altered it still stands; The gift of miracles is true, just not meant for my hands. I play, each day, with waves unseen; and tread on blades of light; Amazing how the world’s at bliss, deprived of the true sight. When magic touches my fingertips, and I look to the unknown; I marvel at the ignorance, beside which life has grown.