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Return of the Streams
Test these waters for safety
If the boat floats, then just maybe
Life will be easy, like in the old days
When we were children and could seek through a maze.
The table turns to a plate broken in two
It tells a lie, buried beneath the truth.
Twisted images fly at us all at once, you know
In this day and age, we've nowhere to go.
Mark these walls of notice of your existence
If they seek to know, they'll promise this:
"One day you'll make it happily, my friend
I'll give you light and strength until the end."
