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That love for travel continues

Weaved from your heart to mine

Only now have I begun to see

All the treasures there to find

Red rock and sand beneath your feet

Carrying only what you need

Your quest began as physical

The day that you were freed

In that space so barren

With nowhere left to hide

Truth and fear emerged to show

Where your power resides

Speaking only of your truth

A rush of love began to flow

Through the sacred earth beneath your hands

In a way they'll one day know

Now trust in me and listen

To my heart as much as yours

The time will come when travelling

Is more than a physical cause


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