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Grounded in center
Grind away till powdered dust
Rises when stirred up

Grounded inside grind
Away the superfluous
Hunting for what’s true

Prey on your own self
Be the hunter and hunted
The two become one

The pain a signal
You’re getting closer deeper
Keep going keep on

Peel away from floor
Lick your wounds wrap up your scrapes
What you hunt seeks you

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