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My dreams have now captivated me from the rest I have been seeking for so long.

True sleep will never be present until my time here is done, therefore, so it seems I am bound to suffer.

Something so pure, yet corrupted  so small at it’s core seems to be dwelling, somewhere within these several hearts.

With my poor sense of direction , I am  left clueless in absolute, how pitiful I am.

A greater force may speak to me otherwise, but I shall never know since the wind is never often a truthful substance.

Oh beautiful delighting  goddesses you taint me with such divine taste for wanderings and adventures.

Sun dawn seems to be my only current glimmer of hope, I shall set out then.