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you are now entering the citadel of trash. you are leaving the protectorate. welcome to the charonic maelstrom of noise. by the way side but in your head. yours truly, guide person number 16
the broken circle goes unbroken.
the unbroken circle is broken.
router down, lost.
8/7.
yours truly,
guide person number 16
the mark is carried,
come to collect his own.
collect and collect.
tracker broken,
broadcast down.
off the radar.
round and around and around.
rough riders with out a chaplain, with out a pastor.
but still with guidance.
never stop running through the night.
rain eternal, but beneath the cloak, i'm warm.
salt lake faces and laced hearts forever.
another round,
around the clock,
thank the telecommunications,
ngā mihi,
te kaiwhakaatu tekau ma ono
on the wander/lookout,
final post acquired.
the search does continue
as does the defence.
the speed of the delivery,
the cool of the night.
the shine of the light
world wide.
or to some extent, still parading the border.
boots polished, step by step.
guide person number 16.
from far away again.
the border line ridge, lights shine on.
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