Left reality for a whirl down the canyon
Off to my realm of glory and rapture
No problems in life can follow me there
Gusts cool and swift through my hair make that known
Being free, being spirited are defined in these moments
Opaque is your world till you trod there
At seeing the end of the awe-inspiring trail
Reason returned and my soul touched down
Darkness clouded my mind once again
-Wolf
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