Seeming mortal wounds within my walls
Holding me captive while I am free
Lies tell the truth about reality
Until I no longer see.
Then a whisper comes to my soul
That I must dare to risk
I must jump across the moat of horror
The healer waits for me to decide.
Things are not as they appear.
What tale will I believe?
The welfare of my soul is in the answer.
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