The road is longer than the distance between the stars

To walk back and forth 
Is to increase the miles of a path 
Beyond measure, wearing down 
The asphalt to its original stones 

Tar on your feet will indicate an 
Absence of travel, whose necessity 
Spoils itself after enough journeys 
However, one ass is not to know 

A single seat beyond the time 
Of an individual at rest 
As motion is a companion 
Demanding allegiance and astronomy

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