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I might just be a crane
flying from one place to another
in heart
but not necessarily in life
Didn't know where it started
may not know where it ends
Doesn't seem to matter
purpose or goal or achievement
has all passed pursuition age
You on the other hand
could be my next stop
way south
way over the other side
as cloud
eventually will meet
and disperse
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