Come sing the song of somewhere else:
It echoes past our prejudice,
For each of us is everyone:
We all are sui generis --
We're each the world, the universe,
But we must see the kindredness
Of somewhere else's denizens:
We all could stand to reassess --
So, plan your trip to somewhere else,
A place that truly few have been,
For it should not take long to find
The somewhere else that lives
Within
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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