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Where you are from might not be where you belong,
But to leave your soul in various destinations might be how you find your comfort
Lost but now you're found
In what seems like an endless sea of people
Free spirits trying to get by
A mind warp that is time
Social construct that keeps us from exploring life
From the puppeteers point of view
Corks, Nuts, Bolts and Screws
Hammered into us
That's when we should have withdrew
When people told us the types of dreams we ought to pursue
As long as you don't completely lose yourself in the activities you love to do, it it is this which makes us feel whole
Forms us into an individual
That is not one, but two
These are the roots
Spread out and secure, not defined
It's blurred between lines
A path created
That is very much entwined