Journal
Fear is gone. Only me. A secret angel follows me.
Oh do the waves pour over me.
Over again, timeless streams.
Eyes wide open, reality sees,
a stranger sits right next to me.
In the black his light was clear,
through embrace god was near.
Fear is gone. Only me.
A secret angel follows me.
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