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I looked around and only saw emptiness 

They don't see do they, I thought to myself.

How could I stand amidst them and not proclaim truth?
What more, blend in with the emptiness...

What of this false reality of fulfilment? 

She wants to be told, "beautiful"

He wants to feel alive

and destruction is their outcome. 

But I know Who calls me known,

Who promises me my hearts dreams and desires,

Who sets the peace in my heart,

Who tells me I'm precious.

There's no sense in running,

His care goes as far as your feet could take you.

Turning to His wonderful embrace 

And choosing to trust in Him once again.

Nothing compares to abiding in His love.

True satisfaction and fulfilment is found in Him alone.