- the descent made without passing a gate
standing in a labyrinth of no walls
an open plain
scoured and sere
somewhere, the minotaur awaits
and there is no hero to save myself
save myself
and i left the thread
i lost the thread
i lost myself and if i could only see the path at my feet
i could trace my way in and back out again
i could go to the heart and face the beast
could embrace the beast
turn this way
turn around again
helping voices call
and the path is found, dust kicks up from determined steps
a few
faltering
and again lost
and again the fool stands still
waiting for the thread
waiting for the minotaur
waiting for life
for love
for health
pick up your thread, damn woman!
there is only one path!
thread the labyrinth, make your way through to the heart!
win!
win your life!
win your love!
win your health!
grab your purpose in the beating heart of the minotaur
can't you feel it already within you?
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