Looking up high to see beyond the stars
We are made of it's dust, and looking at you, I see beyond the scars
We are mere mortals, we carry the weight of the world's aura
They say we are who we hang around with, but in solitude
You are who you hang around with
You feel yourself, you reveal yourself
You take away what you feel is unjust
You create what you feel is just
Right to left, down to bottom
The scars mend slowly as you reach in, to remake yourself into glory.
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