Listen, heart Listen close-listen 2 the melancholy Melody of your own
voice I am weary of my own dreaming I am tired of waiting So this
time, I'm leaping
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I reach-beyond myself 2 see What I
find, beyond my mind, there is no time In this place beyond my sight My
heart knows what is not yet seen I'm witnessing my own becoming
Lash
myself 2 the Mantle of my desire-I will Turn from its temptations But
the wanting takes me higher
I am hurting Oh, I am not yet born I
am the mother and the father Of what is not yet known Darkness surrounds
me I scratch, I struggle, I breathe