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Sanctuary

Don’t talk
Just run
Run away
Far
Away
To the place where the stars hide
The moon chuckles and
The sun sobs
A place for the broken
A place to be free
For the ones who need freedom
And for those who come wanting
Wanting

A beggar’s man,
The bet is made,
To rapture the roots of tomorrow
Tossed carelessly into the fires of
Day.
Speak
Speak
You are free now, you see
If only for a little while
A little while…





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