I touched with one who made me run
Away from my own soul
In this world with its many illusions
We are moving like mice through a maze
And now I find what's left behind
Has served to make me whole
Full of doubt, deception, and delusion
Seeking purpose to all earthly days
I search within, beneath a skin
That bears both pleasure and pain
In a world full of constant confusion
I will not be a par to the craze
In the afterlife
Will dark be bright? Will cold be warm?
Will the day have no night? In the afte
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