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day and night, make my way through mountains, i hear voices, but they are my own, as i look, i see other things surround me, so it looks like, escaping ain't easy, it's quiet now, the hour's getting late, i'm all gone, the creeper saw me fly away, it may be luck or it, might be down to sheer will, that i obtained this amazing new skill, this is not, what it is supposed to be, cause when i run, i will step back slightly, there's nothing here, which is worth fighting for, we were rich, before we had diamonds, whenever i go back in time, i see places that i never saw, things i failed to notice, but i can see them now