It feels like a blank place where I'm here.
Didn't expect this one when I first thought.
Not hated enough with my sin severe
For sandy hellfire burning drought
Nor loved enough with my gooddeed
For blest love, food and wine flow.
Stuck in limbo. Indeed. Indeed. Indeed.
Feel so empty I hear my voice echo.
I hope it reaches you someplace I know.
And you would take me back to you.
Because it's so empty here in limbo.
Because it's a place without you.
-Wren
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