Born into a harsh
Choatic world
Traveling on a journey
To
A utopia
Findin grace
In a place no one looks
In a place less gone to
On a road less traveled
Up a hill
By a stream
On a mountain
Ones hope guides them
Ones hope leads them
Untill
It is found
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