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How travel changes a person's soul |
| My patchwork soul Atoms of me, you and everyone Lives in the nature vast Nothing but a mesh of the world When I climb the mountains high I leave my essence on the peaks white And carry a piece of heaven and sky On my way down to the ground When I swim in the ocean deep I leave my scent in the waters blue And carry the breeze of the sea As I swim back to the coast When I wander in the wild woods I leave my print on the thicket green And carry the riches of the forest As I walk back to my abode My patchwork soul revived Atoms of me, you and everyone With each journey I take More of the world, I become |