The redeemer 

In the midst of the revolting path, 

In the shadows that dim my light, 

When my hair turned grey, 

Like the glowing ember. 

And my patient time departed, 

Like the morning dew. 

The ones that I have once called mine, 

The ones that I put at heart, but broke it, 

But when I looked into your eyes aesthetically, 

My light shined again, 

My hair turned black. 

The path that I called revolting, neglected. 

Then I knew you’re the one. 

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