My house of cards.

My ace of spades.

My beating heart.

My soul that fades.

A burning flame,

a light in the dark.

Like a star.

It knows my name.

Because I've summoned it before,

it lit up my core.

It showed me the light,

and banished my fright,

away from my core.

Like never before.

It tells me to run away,

so I do.

I run far away,

yes I do.

And I don't look back,

no not once.

In my deep black,

following the other ones.

I follow what keeps me alive,

it's my heart not the sun, not the bee's beehive.

I let it guide me and show me who I am,

let it take me to my precious, personal land.

There are meadows, flowers, peaceful lamb.

And a golden signature seal forming my own brand.

If you follow your heart

your head will work out the rest.

So don't be afraid to start

put that experiment to the test.

You'll feel alive and joyous at best.

Then you'll embark on an epic quest.

The quest of the heart,

the calculations of the mind.

We were each gifted from the start,

your path you just have to find.

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