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Lead me from tortured dreams Childhood themes of nights alone
Wipe away endless years
Childhood tears as dry as stone.
From seeds of confusion, Illusions darks blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow The dance still is sung.
My life's course is guided Decided by limits drawn
On charts of my past days
And pathways since I was born.
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