My hands were seemingly very tied at the time. Then they became unbound and I was free.
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Before my dreams become reality
I must consider eventualities
What can I do that is at my disposal?
I can not find
Delight, abide my time
Its my desire, I can not lie
My hands are tied
Storm clouds exist under my moral pride
The wind whose wraiths do rip me from inside
The challenge wakes upon my breathing corpus
and makes me cry
Delight, abide my time
Its my desire, I can not lie
My hands are tied