Boundaries

 

   As night forms the line of division
   We return to our dens, high upon the mountain of dreams and vision
   Struggles and challenges on the journey we've met, conquering all we surveyed

   without regret
   Nothing can stop the wheels of determination
   Forward they move without hesitation
   Giving us strength and wings to fly, to the place were the spirits lie
   There are no road signs, no fences, no gates
   The only boundaries that be, are the ones put up by ourselves
   The ones we are told we need

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