So. Why are we gathered here?

Why do we care?

Who has called upon us?

How can they dare?

Why do we reason?

How can we think?

Between my soul and yours..

Is there a link?

How can we live like this?

My soul demands more!

It wants to be free

I want to soar!

I want to eleminate these physical limitations

To which I hold.

These things to me

Are worth more than gold

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