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I was just telling a friend about the wonders
of where I used to live.

The snow, the beaches, the bears, the places.

And it all came flooding back;
a huge tidal wave of longing hit me

I feel like my heart is caged here.
There are people all around.
Trees only dot the street corners.
Civilization everywhere you look.

This is not my natural habitat.
This is not where I belong.
I need to escape into and endless landscape
of nature and wilderness.

I need to go back to my home and native land,
the True North Strong and Free
When the last blood is spilled,
when the last champion falls,
when the last hero dies,
that is when Death calls.

This fight is not over,
our war will be won.
Our will is unmatched
until the last bard has sung.

Oberon has summoned us.
Our quest is absolute,
our destiny is decided,
and our fate, we cannot dispute.

Follow me Brothers, Sisters,
walk with me into the fire.
Our choices are to fail,
or see our enemies on a pyre.
I know that time is passing
as it always has.
A never stopping train
on a never ending track.

So why does it stand still
as I wait for you?
A hushed and whispered click
followed by a lazy sounding clack.
The power to be someone else,
to live a different life,
make different choices.
Oh what a power that would be.

What if I told you,
that you could?

You could choose to be
a scientist
a doctor
an activist
a lawyer
a volunteer
anything that you wanted.

What if I told you,
you could learn from your mistakes,
make new choices,
and new mistakes?

What if I told you,
it is as simple as

Change. Determination. Choice.
I've just been broken into two -
The piece that stayed with me
and the piece that went with you.
I know you know
what I mean.

You read the words my heart wrote
You pass them off - a simple quote

But I know you know
what I mean.

You bring them up for me to see
You joke with me - a silent plea

Dear, I know you know
what I mean.

You can't face your own heart up front
but you can read mine when it's so blunt

Yes I know you know
what I mean.

You can keep it inside if you want to
You can act like you haven't got a clue

Honey,
You know I know you know
what I mean though.
What to feel
                     when you feel too much
when you can't make sense
                                               when you need a crutch

What to see
                   when you see nothing
when you want a light
                                       but you can't see anything

What to hear
                      when you hear everything
but you feel alone
                               when you hear yelling

What to want
                       when you want it all
when you need someone
                                           but you haven't the gall
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