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The
mist rose upon the hill, A
fog of despair. Then
broke through, A
ray of light, Shattering
the cloud That
hung upon the land. From
whence the cloud came, Only
I can understand. The
pain I felt, Transferred
onto the land. I
had been lost, then I was found, The
ray of light had landed upon my face, Showing
me the truth: There
was no need for pain, There
was a reason to live and Reason
to be happy, And
that reason was you , And
that reason was freedom. The
freedom to live, to love, As
free as the wind, Which
blew away The
fog upon the land. |