#1w/truth

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Nothing was fair in a world so cold
Nothing was fair where you did as was told
In a whole were the air reeked of bitterness
In a whole were fear was with jitteriness
A world that strapped your wrists down
A world that makes you feel like a clown

I can see though that there is hope
I can see that i no longer need to mope
There in the darkness came a light
There in the darkness ended my night
Now my chains have gone away
Now my pains are in the grave.
-Sarai

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