I move unto these lands with apprehension in my heart.
This world more complex than I can elucidate.

A youthful adolescent I began from the start.
A developing adult in ignorance and grief.

I implore for a possibility to restore my conviction.
For my mentality to mend of chaotic judgment.

My dwelling, abandoned to me in essence.
This body intensifies jaded in delay.

Summon me, and support my path in return.
For without this transformation, I am seized ceaselessly.

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Khepary, in the year 86 MA.