Uno. Un camino, a path.
The journey of my life. The journey of our lifes. Humans.
Walking in circles is where I found myself.
I had to rescue myself from the samsara.
Sometimes we think we know, but we don't actually know.
I didn't actually know.
Years and years, days and nights with wrong perceptions.
A traveler, a traveler in mind, thoughts and spirit.
I've got nothing but me.
And that is enough. Enough to wake up every morning and thank life for it.
I know a hundred names, and I have a thousand stories.
... and I've got nothing but me.
Its in that dark room where I see the lightest side of life.
Its in the compassion of that little child where I embrace my path.
Its me running without anything on my back.
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