In my doubts, never once comforted,
Where comes my strength?
Where for my convictions?
Trapped, never to be free as a bird.
I looked each day to the horizons,
Marking time in my cage,
What is this life?
My sin, a curse that lies and burns.
Yet in my heart,
I shall put my trust in a promise,
There in the farthest skies,
Atop the highest clouds and domes,
Awaits the beauty of my eternal home......
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