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  • The hunt for divine

    Pilgrimage to my soul… the hunt for divine

    My feeling
    Was one of sadness
    Despite my efforts
    All was taken away
    From me
    Nothing matters
    All matters
    The task is ours
    The road
    Needs to be gone
    One step at the time
    Alone or with companions
    The bushes, the heat
    In search of the sacred deer
    The hunted
    And on the road
    The leafs and rocks
    And sand and stones
    And branches of trees
    And humble bees
    My head is light
    My heart is heavy
    The road is long
    I have my tears
    A river flowing
    In the desert
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