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Stuck in motion. Falling through every path. No control no boundaries I see the earth stop, But no time for the ground to slow me. I become the particles of earth and slide through . My way may not be paved in crystal but my mind is an arrow, and the target is clear. This journey is solo. I hold my own torch and no damp weather will put me out.
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 5:45 PM UTC
New Journey
Stuck in motion. Falling through every path. No control no boundaries I see the earth stop, But no time for the ground to slow me. I become the particles of earth and slide through . My way may not be paved in crystal but my mind is an arrow, and the target is clear. This journey is solo. I hold my own torch and no damp weather will put me out.
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 5:45 PM UTC
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