The shackles of darkness beckon to the bottom of a dungeon
I know not where I am or what I am?
The more I struggle to let go off the chains I am dragged into a whirlpool
I know not where I am or what I am?
A sudden clamour wakes me up from a deep slumber, as I walk besides thousands
On anonymous, unexplored paths I travel just to find some solace
I still don’t know where I am or what I am?
I tussle with my thoughts, who am I? I ask myself
I still await a light that can pierce through the darkness
A hand that can pull me out of oblivion and can give me a name.
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