| This journey without movement
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| Heading out for no-man's land
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| The way ahead my only ally
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| Early hours, in the silence
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| This credence keeps me upright
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| Through the storms and disasters
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| A straight line towards the unknown end
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| Deceit waits on the back roads
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| This unwavering inner
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| Keeps fear a welcomed pointer
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| I, uprooted, now the fertile soil
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| As plot and shadows thicken
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| This juggernaut cannot be stopped
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| On any scale or planet
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| Ghostly tracks in my wake and ahead
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| An experience, cannot be shared
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| Wheels of time
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| Keep them turning
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| Carriage of concepts
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| Wheels of time turn
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| Circling the planes
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| Wheels of time
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| Keep them turning
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| Carriage of concepts
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| Wheels of time turn
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| Circling the planes
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| Lightless voyage, blinding speeds
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| Certain; |
| I’ll stay the distance
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| Abstract shapes, enigmatic design
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| I know enough to endure
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| Lightless corridors, ageless
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| Familiar, alien
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| Contradictory engines run high
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| Deeper and further above
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| Journey of no promises
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| Beyond the lust for rewards
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| Focus on the movement of the Wheel
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| Union of stillness and change
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| Journey of the ages all
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| I’ll follow outside the edge
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| Breath, blood, sacrifice and bleeding eyes
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| Unending journey ahead
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| Wheels of time
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| Keep them turning
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| Carriage of concepts
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| Wheels of time turn
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| Circling the planes |