I burned our dearest treasure map and buried it ten feet deep.
Where Anubis meets the promises, we sacrificed.
To find gold and paradise.
Loads of nothing vanished with goodbye.
I do not want to know treasure paths anymore.
Try to breathe through.
There is no gold in paradise.
There are no diamonds in rivers that bleed.
Treasure maps never led us to Neverland.
I finally took over control.
The only treasures are we.
It's all about being and living.
It's all about breathing and seeing.
If you want to wander alone, stand up for who you are.
No paradise land exist, only people that are creating it.
The night is already calling.
But the north-star will not lead you home this time.
I hold it in my hands.
Freed as I fixed the bridges together that people broke in time.
Now I am standing, strong as I should be.
Send Anubis my regards.
My treasure map leads to me.
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