Is not about logic,
It is a true story about a man,
Who was feeling homesick,
Atop that hill in commune with himself,
He may ne'er have been home,
But he knew the feeling for which he sought,
And knew that to that point, he'd only roamed,
He began that long trek, led by his heart,
Friends yelling to him, "stop",
For they couldn't see the future he saw,
Out of the machine's cogs.
That's just a song,
Though the story is true,
The world would surely explode, should the world,
The same as this man did, choose this route, too.
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