Point the way wake us from slumber
Bring us evenly out of our clumsy
trace destiny bring us endless summer
rid us of the mundane numbing
Put me above all of this, atleast a higher realm
Show me the true hidden depths
Bring me to it if I fail to entirely delve
Painful instants of feeling inept
Help me curate a piece of myself
That will help me roll and fit
No brakes nor effects on health
eliminate the itch to quit
Accompany me toward the horizon
The end of this surreal film
Guide me on through wisely
occupy my mind to the brim
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