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I have traveled through my wishes dreamt in years of resting sleep; and my journeys have invited me to views of history. I have met the ancient Vikings, ridden trains of bravery; seen the mountain men discover distant lands in reverie. I have crouched beside gentle men and gazed beneath the veil of tinkerers and wanderers and men who manned the sail. Through hearts of battles’ victors or the souls who took to flight; In the ragged contemplation of inventors bringing light, In my dreams I was beside them. I, too, could feel the air of discoveries in motion and milestones witnessed there. Through these journeys I am humbled and marvel what is past; for the lanky roughen fellas have delivered me a glass of future that is present and present that can bend to these many nights of wishes, from this ordinary man.
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