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I am in a big dark tower

Upon a dark foreboding mountain

Look out under chiaroscuro skies

Something in the ether says a storm is on its way

And I find my self in solitude in an isolated place

I came here to rescue somebody

And now I find myself a prisoner here

Trapped by Past history and memories

Shackled by my own malevolent fears

Seeking for an escape hoping someone will save me

But maybe within I hold the key

To walk out of this time and place and set myself free

Maybe I need to meditate on this and think

Then may I will realize what I need too see.

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