No side
In the moving home,
There is no side;
What is to your left,
Is also to our right;
The stars lie in wonder,
Never set or rise,
All moving in the hole,
Confused amused inside.
In the moving home,
There is no side;
What is to your left,
Is also to our right;
The stars lie in wonder,
Never set or rise,
All moving in the hole,
Confused amused inside.
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