Drinking the wine of youth
when working and fighting
have no different meanings
leading the world towards another world
breaking boundaries
across the deserts, mountains
oceans and forests
day and night
dreaming, creating imaginating and narrating
a new world
motivating all to follow them
and questioning the old
to catch the velocity of their
New golden world.
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