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I move on as if something keeps pulling me forward |
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I don't want to go too far for fear of not wanting to return |
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One eye looking forward, the other looking back |
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I wander from the external world |
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An impressionable soul in an inherent spectacle |
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A minuscule player in a monstrous entity |
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I stare at the palatial displays |
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Yearning to be a part of it |
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If I could fly, |
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I would fly the infinite heavens |
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If I could paint, |
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I would paint the endless skies |
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I take the natural steps to my destiny |
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The strive for immortality is awakened by thoughts of reality |
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For what seems like days, turns out to be only minutes |
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The pleasure of the soul is only an arm's length away |
