I am trying to explore the mountain of mystery I envy and adore the myth and its history I am in the house of dreams a different dimension nothing is as it seems an altered direction I can rest, I can't hide wondering if I feel like crossing to the other side is it different or the same yesterday or tomorrow there is no difference joy or sorrow I have no preference for the time I wonder that has long before flown am I remiss or a fighter? I have never known
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