Muddy land that borders by the sky
Flood that lulls and some frame those trenches
Arable land that buds new life
A long view that stretches to thee
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A golden sheaf that she knead
In silence talk to dreams
Solitude that lift her
The dreams that take to heights
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Still a mystery Unexplored
Definitely it matches to next
A necessity of nature
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Eager for that journey in conquest
For that stage mind rejoices
Though it for a short juncture
Mind and body that equipped
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Sky is a horizon
A hallucination that pervert
A vestibule that mirage
Arrival that fumigate
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It’s so hard to go to unknown
But need necessitate the to go that way
Fun never expected first
But a hall of solitude
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Pretty way of comparison
All is not complete any way
Nothing is perfect in all way
It sighs for some moments
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Stomach is full
Mind speculate around future
Stooge of life was over and now perjure to myself
Lyricism is hidden somewhere
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This way looks so consistent
Turn is not visible and looks polished
Flair of journey masked it for a while
A jostle can expect anyway
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Sun shine in an apparent way
It’s so pleasant and quiet all way
In a Sudden wash off that spread around
Fire that stretch to the sun so high
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