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[claracter]

Like a bird on the wire

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no place like home

[zeroschism]

to the ears and the eyes and the lips and the fingers of all
what we feel is where we crawl
on our knees the world seems so much larger
to the fallen the sky seems so much farther

to the hearts and the minds and the and the lives we have taken
what our bodies have forsaken
onward always going nowhere

ode to the odyssey of us all

[claracter]

O, fellow traveler, home is but the ability to reside comfortably in the alcove of self. As a lifelong vagabond, I know this much is true.