Where is the rain that purifies and
retaliates?
Where is the one I begged for strength to carry
on?
Speak to me, I have followed through.
Deliver me from guilt. Take me home
To the source of white light I offer my
place.
My sacrifice for its life.
The guilt that stains me vanishes on the other
side.
Where is the rain that purifies and
retaliates?
Where is the one I begged for strength to carry
on?
Walking along the river's flow.
A journey away from original sin.
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