1st Estate
Have you ever felt home in another A sense of belonging preordained from long ago Yet still destined for arrival All enveloped within right now Attached to will The will frowned upon By some And trusted by those called Into silence so they may listen But it is only the select who hear Through that which is felt Information requires conscious effort To know certainly The eternal void is a shadow Of the brilliance of eternity Homing counterparts bound at the seam
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