The beast passes me by in fury,
Leaving eddies in my mind
Drowning all my feelings,
As its roar drives them away.
The roar resounds in my mind
And nestles like a parasite,
As if its drag pulls me with it,
Into the dust that covers the land.
Our passions billow before our eyes,
We charge onwards to infinity.
Yet its toreador ever keeps eluding us,
Again we shoot past it like a comet.
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