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  • I'm not dying anymore.
    'Least not as quickly as I was.
    Traveling is finding,as they say;
    and I only found myself.

    Did light come in from your soul?
    No, I learned to let mine out.
    The truth is that we are of the Earth,
    But we are all made of Stars.

    Whispers veiled my heart's intent,
    but those days have past.
    I am true now to my own road,
    Not one I invented, only discovered.
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