There's a place that I go,
But nobody knows.
Where the rivers flow,
And I call it home.
And there's no more lies.
In the darkness, there's light.
And nobody cries.
There's only butterflies....
Big changes are being forced my way. I don't know if I can handle it. But there's only one way to find out I suppose...
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