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Journey I journey through the rivers and valleys, listening to streams of heady thought. I travel on the gales of windy red skies and pray that my life's not for naught. I recall the seasons of innocence, and the wild horse that carried me into the storm. I hung on and rode through the howls of time, and found strength before it was born. I have cried in the rain of reality and prayed that the Gods lead me away from the dark. And though regrets have anguished my soul, lessons have been soothed by the forgiving heart. As my journey blows the billowing sails across the crimson distant horizon. I lift up my arms and dance under the moon guided by a celestial guardian. |
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