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Searching to and fro, frantic for knowledge Not for its sake but for ours in others' eyes A furious horseman riding hard, driven By ancient whisper, resonant in our being A wake of destruction: death and progress Blind to mind's eyes sight of mysteries Is a recent gift poured out on all man
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Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 10:59 PM UTC
The Fourth Horseman
Searching to and fro, frantic for knowledge Not for its sake but for ours in others' eyes A furious horseman riding hard, driven By ancient whisper, resonant in our being A wake of destruction: death and progress Blind to mind's eyes sight of mysteries Is a recent gift poured out on all man
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Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 10:59 PM UTC
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