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The compass says it’s North.
The wind blew madly against me and I stood still.
Brilliant life, take away all hatred; rip the melancholy that coats my bones. Cleanse my soul o god of nature and let me breathe in all the truth I should know.
Remove all the blunt words that chokes myself to madness.
Let freedom take me to serenity.
I know I am free.