I check my gear my body my face

all is ready everything is in place


I leave my ego by the side of the road

and light out staggering with my load


oh this is not the cakewalk I thought it would be

every element of creation rises up against me


but louder than the whirlpools of the process I'll sing

I didn't come all this way for nothing...




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