Coordinations of my intuition

Let the depths of hell open up in me
And I’ll burn in love
I’ll no longer make room for doubt but my heart’s wisdom
The truth always takes me too far
But as long as I keep an ear to the rushing sound of my feelings

like a seashell,

I’ll always find home right where I am
Because everywhere I am, I belong

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