on the precipice of hope.
Freedom is only a step away,
and yet, I am scared to move.
I used to fight these chains I wear,
that weigh on my every thought,
but you spoke the lie; 'they are for your good'
and I think I have given up.
Still... there is hope, calling out my name
I hear it in the night through a silent prayer
'you were made for more,
you were made for me.'
I believe, I beleive,
if only in my dreams"
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