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I strolled past the woods covered in snow

covered in clouds, and a passion to know

I saw the birds and they sang a song

they wanted me to sing along

but I could not stop, there is knowledge to seek

To gather the strong and protect the weak

The clouds soon gathered and a storm afoot

blew away the guilt of the life I took

a sad mother, sickly still

I would not stop to climb the hill

Alone i went to a cave

Along with courage, wisdom he gave

He told me to go home, to protect the ones I cared

But I could not return, the guilt made me scared

I wanted the truth, and nothing more

He opened my mind, to a glowing door

I found there to be a person, who looked like me

a bit more polite, and caring was he

I immediately went back home

to see my mother dead, and my friends old

they asked me who I was, i was taken by shock

it had been many years, since we had talked

I was a coward, until I learned the truth

Nervous and spiteful in my youth

I journeyed for the truth, and I paid the price

It didnt tell me what i wanted to know, it didnt suffice

but now i learn its the ultimate truth

god is inside of you, do your duty well

there is no more to heaven, then is to hell