Never did ever a rabbit thought:
What fun what fun to waiger on!
For I am far from plans and goals.
The mind, the mind, what joy.
Expectations die.
What else can you do, but enter.
Sweet, umpredictable and truth.
You follow, rabbit, you follow. Seek no further - just light around the path.
New expectations rise.
Others need pass. Way past the fight, down, lostway bound, but safe.
Yes, forget you can always be found.
Recall those words. Recall those words.
Take my ink away, take my soul.
As blood fails drive me.
And words just verses arouse.
A way around of this to find.
You can always be found.
Let them be found.
I am already taken.
Already lost.
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