I´m calling you, my son
"I'm knocking
I'm calling
You feel Me
Pretend not to understand
I'm here
Can you hear Me
Your heart is closed
And it holds back knowing
What I want from you
In your dream it's me
In your thoughts it's me
Your heart beating fast, it's me
In the message from your brother, it's me
This role in My work is yours
I will help you, My child
You're afraid to face
Wherever you place your hands
On this mission
Wherever you go
Do not fear, I will be with you"
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