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Wind,earth,water,sky.
Im the passer by,
im the passing water,
over the rocks,
under the sky.
Im the seeker thats lost,
hiding within the wind,
wispering the names of dead men.
Im within the pages,
in between the words i fit.
There is nought that ive seen
within without being.
Lift a stone,
my foot print is there,
but nowhere i reside.
In silence i sit,
awaiting the dreamer
to unveil the dream.
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