Let go, be free, let your mind fly as easy as it seems, to be a cheetah running fast, or a turtle coming last, but masked by the identity, as the rath by the albilty, to let your mind go, be free.
Dont worry, a-bout me, for I shall follow in the footsteps, of being free, to walk among the grass, who will carry me beyond the last, and finally find what could not be found, not within the burried ground, but beyond the starry nights, who many have not the might, to be searching for a purpose, but to just let go, be free.
I shall find, beyond the sea, those creatures, who have not flee, to find what not to be found, to search among the darkest ground, the depths of the ocean blue, secrets that have fallen to, the place that no one sees, but will know, agree with me. It is the place that our minds will travel to, when we see but will not do, is the mind that knows where to flee, when it knows to let go, to be free.
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