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Up or down... High or low. Sometimes we wonder which way to go. Whether searching the cosmos, or the ocean floor, The question remains, as to which door. North or South... maybe East or West. The horizon will give the compass a test. While morality may guide the geography, The destination may become a catastrophe. Yet explore we must, along a chosen path, If we're true to our nature, avoiding the wrath. Though nomadic to some, without even a clue, Others know the rationale, accepting that it's true.

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