my conscience gets hard
my acts sentence my death
my intelligence is not enough to build a such road:
guide my spirit to You
You say: "be a child,
this is the road to your home. "
return, return
i heard Your calling
i turned about
on that time, I became a child
that is the starting point of the road to my home
and You are standing in light to wait for me
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