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One's eye is always seeking for the unknown,

planning roadtrips without a map,

following steps with unfamiliar feet.

But both of its hands are slowly

tracing the same old path,

with closed eyes,

and a heart that only wants

comfort and familiarity.

- can't break the shell 

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