I Wander Between...
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I wander between broken words and dreams
Like a jaded prophet. Now days are bleak
And nights have extinguished their gleaming stars.
Love, Faith and Mercy have fled far away
From this arid land; that remains unblessed.
I'm searching for sweet asylum so I can rest.
O can this wanton world still be redeemed?
I wander between broken words and dreams.
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