What I become

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I was in the darkness so darkness I became

So it's a tale of struggle I overcame

Not by getting myself out of that load

But by making myself an abode

Right there where I used to cry

Now I open my wings and fly

I've made myself a safe haven

Where I cherish the singing of raven

Fear is long forgotten, I live in it

I'm high and everything beneath.

~Andromeda

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