you move you move
across the world
sometimes the restlessness drives you
you won't be judged
like a different species
the crocodile doesn't recognise you
for all your falls sins and misgivings
you won't be judged
you tell us this day is nice
you move and off you go
something to discover
an excuse to grow
legs and a brain
thats all you needed
new places abound
novelty and curiousity found
like a different species
among all of these human windows
polishing up to become the perfect mirrors
what do you see in yerself
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