There is a strange however sublime feeling of freedom when it comes to the final countdown...
My hands falling apart from the road I voluntarily left behind... my sweetest dreams crossed by divine outcomes...
My nest is full of hope, the wind cuts off my deepest feelings (and we all know that the wind is never wrong :) ...despite these mixed scary emotions I truly believe the quest is right for the Golden Sword of Truth must be kept alive...
My hands falling apart from the road I voluntarily left behind... my sweetest dreams crossed by divine outcomes...
My nest is full of hope, the wind cuts off my deepest feelings (and we all know that the wind is never wrong :) ...despite these mixed scary emotions I truly believe the quest is right for the Golden Sword of Truth must be kept alive...
Isabel Metello
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