My soul tells me that
I do not belong
Here. It tells me it
Does not wish to stay.
Somewhere above this town
Stars move clearer than anything.
A little piece of me still calls out
And says I’m bound to me just human.
I would believe it but the rain pounds
There are nothing more sure
Of themselves than these mountains.
Even when the sea dries up,
You will remember.
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