Hurt.
The ultimate pain.
The sting,
Enough to be drivin insane!
The tears,
That accumulte.
Suffering and restlessness.
A truly hopeless state.
Leave it all behind,
As you progress the sun-soaking road.
A sweet melody, you will find,
And awake in a dream of truth.
Freedom is in your fingertips,
Even when it seems lost.
Remove, heal, discard.
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