Travel to nowhere.
Distant journeys to an endless universe,
my body stops,
I look at the horizon.
There are more travellers who walk alone.
I resume the step covered with shadows,
I am a smooth movement of the compass.
I triangulate my way without thinking,
without a destination.
I only hit the pavement,
waiting for every step,
every movement,
may lead me to a new awakening.
Traveler of the dawn,
open your eyes before a sigh,
listen to the sounds of silence.
You have come nowhere.
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