the limit is no where in the peripheral field
don't search for it, don't hold back
let curiosity defeat you when you break loose from the mind's grip
you are free in terms of decision
your eyes will grow wide and your galaxy appear brighter
don't let them hold you back
you are free in terms of sentence
the miles are infinite so leave
go where your mind now suggests instead of leads
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