Life is a escalader, always looking for a elevator, to many numbers only one is right, what floor can you open the door? seems like when you finally get the right floor the power shuts off now what do you do when it's just you caught in a dark spot you're vision faded, selience closes in you feel like you are losing you're voice try to call out but it's nothing but white noise, who is listening what are you missing.
Somebody up there is watching you and the can help you but you must be willing to call on em not only when you need em he will set you to you're freedom, and all the others that are lost he can teach you how to lead em
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