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Hello Fellow Travelers

Reaching for your pure land
careful who you tread upon
some folks see your pure land
as the land we're living on

Thinking random chaos
reigns in this place
retrace your steps, my friend
fall into the grace

The world is blooming

Throw your tiny stone into the ocean
the ripples will take care of themselves
will they spread if I cannot see them?
Yes!

Hello, fellow travelers
let us reach across the land
we've got medicine in our hands
let us write our history in poetry
wag the dog benevolantly

Amitabha...

Looking all around you
at the magazines and screens
where is the engineer
and the soul of this machine?
It's inside us

Bringing truth to the surface
we shall try with all our might
but let us remind each other:
this is a project, not a fight

Remember to remember

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