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I’m somewhere in the pursuit of wholeness.
And halfway through the numbing process.
Somehow in the mist I have found relief.
And now we question the certainty of belief.
The path is open for those willing to try.
To search for things hidden from our eyes.
The night-crawlers will stalk the dense shadows.
Dodging the flight of fortified arrows

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