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You say it all the time
I don’t want to be here
But what you never say is
Where you want to be

Where do you want to be
Where do you want to go
What is it that you want
What is it that you need

How do you put words
on feelings this deep
they all fall short
they cage something boundless

Language is too limited
Actions are not enough
But a look
See it in my eyes

It is in them
It is all there
In them you might see
In them you might know

In them
Reflected
Infinite
Unending

Feathered wings
White or black
It matters not
They walk a path

Not on pedastals
Not in the clouds
No longer above us
But here on the ground

Some see only devils
Castoffs and rejects
I see them fortunate
They walk among us

This is kind of an almagamation of Shadowalker and Rangers and about three other writings that weren’t posted.

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In the darkness of night
the shadows of day
a form slowly moves
observing the view

This is my life
to walk in places
others will not go
out of fear of unknowns

Here I abide
and stand firm, determined
no ground will I give
nor back will I [...]