You walk past human beings...
You walk past machines...
You walk past animals and plants...
You walk without making amends...
You walk in numbers foretold...
You walk in memories of old...
You walk in fields covered with gold...
You walk while staring beauty everywhere...
You walk as a savage elsewhere...
People shout this to you:
"Humans will always choose what they understand over what they do not".
While you're walking inside a cave where we stay...
People whisper this to thee:
"You live only as long as the last person who remembers you"
You look left and right crossing a road while seeing a light in a street sign and you say this to yourself:
"A shattered image sculped in a tree makes you wander free"
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