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Hymns of the unknown,
Lull me to sleep,
I don't know what I've got,
And what's there to keep,
Amidst the circles of change,
The thing that stays the same,
Is the searching for a meaning,
All the wants and the needs,
All the hope that heart kneads,
To know the one that you're,
To be the one that you truly are.

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