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The voice of your own story

Tattered, but charmingly stoic

Life unexplored is a mystery

The worn path is not heroic

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Enchanting, just before sunset

Slipping into magic time

The golden horizon beckons

To howl or growl or simply mime

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Infinity replaces oneship

Promises to rendezvous

Are undelivered dreams

As the story returns to you

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Adrift in head space

As if riding the ocean

Time races with turtles

The amygdala is in motion

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Gears and pulleys hum

Keypunches click away

Tape drives spins

Perhaps an answer today