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. The path is not a straight line
. And even the sea is not regular
.
. The road -
. Crooked curves
. I lose myself to find who I really am
.
. Slicing -
. Until I can pass
. I tie my destiny with freedom knots
.
. The windmill's turning
. Tracing endless lines
. The future's dilating
. Spinning around me
.
. Wandering the Times
. (Hopes follow me)
. Becoming myself
. (Hopes follow me)
. Oh, the World is moving
. (Hopes follow me)
. Making the ground where I stand
.
. The hopes in me
. Because the Path is not a straight line
. And even the great Sea is not regular
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