I want to find my way
Past the prophets and soothsayers
I want to see a light
Burning from on high
I want to find the truth
Yet I am lost in a fog
Stranded in the desert
I have followed blindly
Now I seek my sight
But find it out of reach
I am adrift in a sea
Without a gust of wind
To point the way or to guide
I wait, I pray
For some guidance, some day
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