I found myself without morals where it all began. Looking on the place where we all want to live, I stopped to see forever, not wanting to see wrong. I continued. I stopped, not rightly to clair my head for a moment, and traveled on. Three weeks, at the third week, I looked to my hearet to see love, and so I followed. So many battles. I fought pain in my left hand, looking for peace in my right extended out. I have walked from my heart and crossed the last day. I looked right into the valley of evil and found the home of the beast to no my enemy. I have done wrong through to the land of the heartless. I can do wrong no more. I see the devil and he binds me, but aren't devils merely angels tearing away your guilt? I stopped on the last day of the last month of the last year, and again I have found my heart. My life must be righteous in a place unknown. So I can rest my soul where it all began.

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