| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - s but sleepwalking back again Dragged by the force of some sleeping tide At a higher altitude with flag unfurled We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world Encumbered forever by desire and ambition There is a hunger still unsatisfied Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon Though down this road we have been so many times The grass was greener The light was brighter The taste was sweeter
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