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moving time
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as time goes by
as it continues to pass
moving so far
going so fast

twisting and turning
moving about
making us follow
dragging us around

in many days
after long hours
we begin to slow
finally stopping at our destination

looking around
observing what surrounds
emotions begin to surface
and a smile comes across my face

why did it bring me here?
why did it pick this place?
for what reason, is it doing this...
and what is this place that i am now in?

i hear a faint noise in the distance
a slight echo too
flowing water
a water soo blue

what was this place?
why am i here?
can someone help me?
my mind is full of fear.
- Liquid Steel  
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