In a world alone
Finding a way to get home

With everything I knew
I had to find a way to see this throug

All I can see is a path
That was reserved for the math

Further along the road
I had to type in the code

And the destination I was looking for
I could see, but the vision was poor

Up ahead, was an enterance
Between me and the door, was tension

It appears I was lost before
But now, I seem to be found
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