Through this world I've stumbled, so many times betrayed,
trying to find an honest word, to find the truth enslaved.
Oh you speak to me in riddles; You speak to me in rhyme.
My body aches to breathe your breath,
your words keep me alive...
Into this night I wander, It's morning that I dread.
Another day of knowing of the path I fear to tread.
Oh into the sea of waking dreams
I follow without pride...
-Sarah McLachlan
I am always remembering...
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