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Following the blind

There's a hint of desperation
Clinging in the air
Times are hard and
Hope is rare

Following the blind
Has never been my choice
Now I face the day
Without a voice

God, bring your judgement
Swift and quick
For I fear our direction
Is making me sick
Written by Kaden_Malis (Kaden Malis)
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