There's a zero time for all of us, a time where nothing lives, A time when all the world just takes with nothing left to give

This zero is our nothing, for its the start, you see:
The zero time is when we start to question "Who is me?"

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Step one can be quite difficult, we leap from fool to dreamer; In any given time we are lost and a believer

The dreamer feels a need inside to take a leap of faith, But as the fool we doubt ourselves, creating our own fate

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Step two is when we start to feel the reasons why we fall, We recognise the magic that others find and call

We test the waters, touch the fire, embrace the earth and air, Then let the dreamer cast the spell as magic in the air

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Step three he flows to find us, as a gentle waterfall, he guides us and reminds us of all dreams we let fall

He'll splash each colour over us till we decide to paint, he touches us, reminding us of every dream that waits

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Step four, he sits in waiting to make us question life, To look at our stability, review a future time.
He can feel like quite the judge, for he knows us inside out

He fires the need to make us move from any place of doubt

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Step five we feel the conflict as the outer world speaks out, Forcing us to question truth, pushing I'll us to doubt, But when we hold our truth, emotions settles down

For in five we find our balance, within, not all around

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Step six is when we make the choice to always grow with love, It's when we feel the strength of all our ancestors above

We start to see around us how dreams are being created, We start to feel within us all the love we have collated

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Step seven is our doubted time, where luck may seem amiss, It's a changing of vibration, as we move from grief to bliss

Seven is the choice to fall or simply fly;
To look at all around us, or feel our wings to fly, when we've grown, start blossoming our love
We start to feel our depth below but bless all the above

We feel more guided on our path, We start to have the strength to heal, return to stitch love back, when we feel that special glow from deep inside, No longer can we keep it in, no longer can we hide

Generous love just overflows to every path we see, We feel the true connection, To look upon the time already spent, And see how each one led us to our own love in the end

We see the story written, then we start to write again, For we return to fool and dreamer when we reach our number ten

But as we step into the fool, we can dismiss the zero, For once we've taken every step, we understand the hero

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Steps can be of moments, of hours of days of years, But rise forever, One to Seven, when zero time appears

Every moment is a step, we choose to rest or move

Every line has every step but none of them are you, Each step is just a knowing to guide you to your path, till you choose to do the math.

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