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ORA ET LABORA
Iron turns,
fingers move,
seven steps
into the groove.
Time is money,
time is dust,
do what you do
because you must.
Keep that wheel turning,
keep that blood burning.
Feet on the ground,
follow the sound.
No revelation,
no master plan,
just a little rhythm
between your hands.
Sweat and silence,
skin and bone,
find your way
and make it your own.
Keep that wheel turning,
keep that blood burning.
Feet on the ground,
follow the sound.
Work the silence.
Feel the space.
Keep that wheel turning…
And do it well.
