travelers/ムウ
All the people are travelers
From time when I spoke for the first time
It has already begun
There is not the map
There is not the sidewalk
There is neither the rule nor the mistake
There is the starting point
There is not the terminal
But I do not look down
There is a reason to see the front
I continue walking
Because something is waiting
My footprint
I talk about me
I make one existence
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