Let it go, let it pass, let it leave, and your world
turns out to be a place where you can breathe.
Don't let the pain cover the past or your memories,
and what was bright is not getting dark because you
agree. The days kept passing by all thou I found no
reason, no reason for... and every little step I make
seems wasted. However one things for sure is that
I will find my way back unwounded. Like a stranger
with myself, every move seems incomplete. What I miss
is what I gave. So let it fade and keep the seed, cause
I will find my way back unwounded. Will I find my way
back unwounded? I have to find my way back "Unwounded".

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