I see the dark Clouds, the blurred imagination
Is there any chance of my recreation?
When I could walk, I went for sleep
I want to stand but now I even can’t breath
I want to shatter this wall, I need salvation
Is there any chance of my recreation?
The ways were ruined, I found me dead
I fall many times, but eradicate that threat
I am waiting for that flash to get a clear vision
Is there any chance of my recreation?
I have that glow I know, I have that shine
I can even cross horizon and can reach the divine
I need some path to spoil abomination
Is there any chance of my recreation?
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