Sometimes it seems that so much has fleeted my heart...
Sometimes for strange reasons I fall out of place.
I don't know if I have a place...but...
It always feels good when you lead someone back to their's.
Even if it's a little spider, a friend, or a roomie....
Maybe mine is coming soon.
Hopefully
Hopefully my fickled mind will stand still
Rather than be water or air.
The wind blows the air towards the ocean.
The sea slips into the river and guides back up into the clouds and give drinks to life.
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