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I Sense empowered by my goddess

As I gaze over my grave.

There I apprehend the voices of angelic nights

and experience the pain of the fallen brave.

In the edge of the light I sought for my war   

as my endless love ought to be my hidden strength

and I rose with my kind for the world to ignore.

To be a mystery that resolved under your realm,

but only to be the reflection of your mind.

Stargazing nights beholds my nostalgia

for my humankind.

Run with me to the world with no name

and hold my hand in this moment.

She sang my mothers lullaby every night

with miracles and unearned bestowment.


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