I put my heart into it
You’ll hear it keep listening
First sign of me a doctor noticed
In nine months my arrival was noted
I don’t remember much more
Emotions stir to the core
Stained tainted scars branded or warn
Victims arise to accord
Gifts of wisdom by design
Fate through suffered cries
Kind hearts for broken spirits
Ears to those without hearing
Maps for those lost
Will for those who will not
Keys for chains instead
Lives for the once dead
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