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Hyperborea
A desire to go north
to an ancient kingdom of myth
Beyond the map
at worlds end
A place undisturbed by time
where the mind cannot be bothered
By the day to day stresses
of an insignificant existence
Where the snow is always soft
and the wind echos its song
Like shamballa, the mystery calls
you to the coordinates
To explore the possibility of the direction
you take
As you try to escape the captivity
of a heavy heart
