The Never-ending Seams

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I am a fireball, hurtling towards the sky

To where you are.

Nor sky, nor earth, nor boundless sea,

Nor gates of steel so strong,

Can hold me still.

Home is nowhere, therefore you,

Home is wherever I am with you.

Somewhere or other, far or near,

Roads and highways, past land and sea,

The never-ending seams.

We are a cloud, that is part of a

Sky that is part of a world,

That no one believes in.      

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