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It started like an instinct,
Like kid’s curiosity,
That no one has to push
To reach a higher peek,
It was like somehow driven
Beyond my beliefs,
And I was just a vehicle
That moved there just to reach
Unconscious as the breathing
Familiar as a wink
Intimate like a mother,
I never had to wish
Nothing was to guess,
No odds in the way
Seemed like something lead me
Straight to the highway
And then I found the key
And I grasp out the how
Got the Master Plan;
Then everything got rough.
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