Am so tired,
my eyes are wired for sleep,
but my mind is ready,
to travel in the deep,
and explore worlds unknown,
from future memories shown,
in my past reflection,
a child was born,
then began the storm,
between the weather,
of the cold and warm,
You are not lost,
you just need to be found,
by the king of kings,
with the highest of crowns.
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