Thoughts on Strange Visitors

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Thoughts on Strange Visitors

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What manner of men are these who fly so free? Not bound to any planet's rules Not tied to flocks and herding tools Not serving country-minded fools Not chained to dust, like me What manner of men are these, well-known to stars? Not limited to one tribe's lands Not fed by any one tribe's hands The mountains where my border stands Confine like prison bars What manner of men are these who stand alone? In all they do or say to me The echo of the stars they see Confirms that one could be that free It gnaws me to the bone What manner of men are these? I need to know! They fill my dreams with wondrous things They give my soul impatient wings They show me where their freedom springs And I am called to go And I am called to go And I am called to go

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