40 | ⚧ | ⚢ | 40% Potato | Professional Competitive Air Guitarist


Going back to the place
Where I was conceived
Where the shell began to break
Where I became me

A spiritual home
Far north from here
Where pilgrims converge each year
To perform the dance

The dance binds us
Together in bliss
One dancer will be crowned the best
As we all cheer

We want the crown
We want the victory
But there is no enmity, no rivalry
It defeats the point

We dance for peace
We dance for love
Love for each other and the world
We seek to change

My home is here
My home is there
My heart is split between them both
It does not ache


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