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The Sage
I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathed it every day
You and I are yesterday's answers
The earth of the past turned to flesh
Eroded by time's rivers
To the shapes we now possess
Come share of my breath and my substance
And mingle our streams and our times
In that infinite moment
Our reasons are lost in our rhymes
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Our reasons are lost in our rhymes
In that infinite moment
And mingle our streams and our times
Come share of my breath and my substance
To the shapes we now possess
Eroded by time's rivers
The earth of the past turned to flesh
You and I are yesterday's answers
For I breathed it every day
It lives deep within me
That cannot be shaken away
I carry the dust of a journey
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