The Treasure


Just feel me without touch.
Explore every valley and float every river.
Ride the white rapids and taste the fresh droplets on your skin.
Study the caves and know when the seasons change.
Attend to my wounds.
I am a volcanic eruption of effervescent magma.
Burning through every layer and destroying the path ahead.
The footprints have no origin.
My veins will guide you no where but now.
Follow them to my heart.
Enter the chambers where "X" marks the spot.
Do you feel me yet?

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