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Hither


Hither to the sound of my heart. The slamming, a pattern less fit. I am at my peek performance. My trail is now lost, Constantly forward: Nonstop. Will the beat become hither to the wind? A break in the past? Amnesia clouding the very moments Like dust in the wind. Group in a resonance of exhaustion. Become the pure ambition, Perceive to achieve. The race is not done. If the path here is forgotten, how will I get back? Never will I go back for my path is rayical. Vibrate the colors of emotion. Though misleading, show compassion. It "IS" only human. Without, is to go without. A component to hither with, It "IS" only human. Jump at all the oppurtunities! They hold the treasure. The reward can become ecstasy! A burst of erractic exhiliration, Without, neurotic thought cannot be achieved.
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