I am happy I think. I mean
that's why I am here, For happiness.
But now and again and again
I'm just right here
But your over there
What's everyones problem with just being here?
I mean it's happy here
... I believe
So I'm here
Thousands of miles later
and I can breathe
and the water tastes like fruit
It doesnt taste like shards of steel
like over there
and here i cant even see the horizon.
It really makes me wonder what's over there.
beyond those monsterous stones.
more stones? probably
But that's good enough
I don't need anything but these beastly rocks
I mean they listen better
than them savages do
So I'm here
and where does that put you?
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