I live instinctively
following the pull of the seasons
fiercely protective of my heart
unable to tell of it's inner workings
though my body shows a simple version
of that which my mind is complicated by
through air and water
my movements are unrestrained
perhaps I cannot tell you why
until I reach the end
yet, follow me as I follow you
and we shall live
as we are born to
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