Flying tidy through pristine waves,

Shadows conspire a sinister tide,

Obscuring pure faith, stormclouds trouble a distant mind.

On reckoning our last fulfilled prospects,

We challenge an idea twice lost.

Freedom argues a varient viewpoint,

Posing new distance on valued pathways.

Journey from distant home, how long before we arrive at a once promised future?

Together we must find the light, together we must forge a path.

When worlds collide all will know our sorrow.

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