My whole life I've been walking, my childhood, was so turbulent, walk further and further, all we can really ask for, is stability, if you have peace, and love, a home, clothes, food, security, the road extends outwards, but is there a need to walk it, settle by the river, buy a hamburger, just pay for it, reflections, again and again, shadows, go to the hospital, feed off it, civilization, get paid a salary, die of cancer, whatever homie, at least the ground is solid, is love in the air, or did it bite you in the ass, plant a seed, grow a plant, learn the Kali operating system, find a nice network, and just hack, maybe lay an egg, do some charity work, give something back, spells flying through the air, light as a feather, the truth, did it hit you like a hammer, or did it not even matter?

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