All the places I ve been but never seen
The man, the being , the soul unseen
The cheers & crowds
The plains and the desolate scene
The peers who scream they are proud to be friends
Oblivious to the fact that they didnt make it past the fence
The shell that shelters this vulnerable seed
Born to drought but free to feed
Longing savannah and fearing the blue
The ultimate melancholy like Haruhi Suzumiya
And after so many personifications who really becomes you ?
Written by: Heath Muchena
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