In troubled times
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I am surrounded by conflict
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The world I see
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Bound with the chains of limitation
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And in this I'm confined
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Filled with all that I am
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I find all of my frailties
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I can see no end
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In troubled thoughts
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I am aware of hesitation
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My mind I see
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Bound with the chains of reservation
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And in this I'm restrained
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Filled with less than I am
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I find all of my frailties
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I can see no end
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(As you are, what you know
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As you live, you will grow
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Now that you have the key
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You will come to be free
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All the questions you ask
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And the keys from the past
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Say the answer is you
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And you hold all the answers)
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I'd grow if I knew
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(All this you will find)
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The way
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(With peace in time
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You will find haromony weaving
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A tapestry woven with threads of expectation
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So grow with your love
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Fill with all you can be
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Your heart will encompass
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All you may need to be free)
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Chains And Threads
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Annie Haslam |