Awake to the illusion
a breath-taking intrusion
behind the well-kept lies
see the hope that dies.
Teach me, beseech me,
turn back to reach me
standing in the whisper of a sigh
unable or unwilling to try.
An anchored soul will turn to ember
they forget what you remember
release it to the sea
for what will be, will be.
If you do, then love will find you
it's okay, let it remind you
truth cannot be lies
be fearless and be wise
break free and you will rise.
K.E.C
aka Deo Volente
11.04.2026
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