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There were times when I believed the wind could take me,
My carpet flying from the tablecloth,
How do I know that the wind does not blow in this oasis.

If there was one thing I knew, it was that I didn't really know the things I knew.
I wish my ignorance could fly without fear on the red and white picnic mat.

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