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The question is why do I walk the long way home?
Can't recall your answer now
My fear has gone I'm fake
My only thoughts of what's to gain
As I stumble into sudden blows
The fall has no delay
Exhaulted space, befriended land, an all encompassing high
Plan.
A vaulted thust, a word so grand is spoken by another
Man.
Above the space, below the land, in everything except the
Hand
Forgotten trust, defended land, a way to forge another
Plan