dear life 

I’m holding on 

where do I begin 

have you forgotten hope

that still resides

in that place you hide

the devil you know 

has not burned them down

existing in mazes

wandering back and forth

searching for north 

time will lead

the only way out

feeling a loss, but

was it ever really there at all 

time can make you feel small

it’s quite alright

this is how it goes

if you knew it all 

what would the words be 

that set you free

would you trade

the debts you paid

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