Free Being

This house 
This money
These clothes
This car...
A blessing, don't get me wrong.

But.
This shit feel so fake.
Like
What does it take
to just go home
where I actually belong?

I belong
somewhere along
the big ocean sea
and among 
the highest mountain peaks
where the human body
is unable to breathe.

I belong
in a galaxy
that is full of nothing
but peace
somewhere 
where the spirit can be 100%
free.

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