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Entered into a different world. We see the world through new means. But it is still not my own, the world that calls me so. I'm only a guest in these worlds, searching for the one that I can call home. For in it I may finally find what lies underneith the skin of mine.
It my be beauty that hides down low, lurking in many a soul. Hidden by the appearince of the being, only to be seen when they are finally true.
Maybe the will to form a better life, to help and live and protect the world. For there are many that only need the will to do what is in their soul.
In search through worlds we sometimes find what was locked deep inside ones mind.
In worlds there will bring, courage to say the dangerouse things. To be true and to be ones self, to finally see, what sets us apart from thee.
In some we will find the way to live and joke around. To understand that life isn't only for the sane, that we can bring new joys by being insane.
So an alien we are till we find our home, to live among the many beings, that are searching also for something too. So in and out of worlds we go, Enjoying those worlds but can never be, a perminent resident living with in. I alone am just a visitor here, visiting someones elses world. But this isn't were I'm suppose to be, I think I will go and run in the trees.