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I don't know where you are, but your heart lies not there
the force of your spirit is burning bright elsewhere.

I don't know where you are, but it isn't your home
it isn't the sacred place of you have built in your dreams.

I don't know where you are, but I know you're still searching
your heart, the force that moves you, is looking for a place to grow roots.

I don't know where you are, but you're still incomplete
there are elements needed that will help in your journey.

I don't know where you are, but I see you in my dreams
in a web of illusion, much too far from your spirit.

I don't know where you are--I can't help but keep searching
a thread running through me weaves itself, yet unravels.

I don't know where you are, yet this force keeps on turning
in a dream, awake or asleep, your echo is still beating.

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