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Pierce your dream and pull the thread
The needle of life is yours to steer
You have none to fear
But your own thread
For never a cloth so dense was found
That the needles head hath not devoured
Make it tight
And make it strong
For time shall scour the knots of your labour
No one said it was going to be easy
Drink to life
Awake your senses
Tear on the flesh that wrestles your grit
For never again will you be
To attain the moment
The infinite moment