Lunged Down Marked

How does a move
Happen in spite
Of inertial grooves
Stuff that ain't light

A great leap of faith
A dart at the map
Then fly like a wraith
To be a new tree's sap

Put in those roots
And up the green shoots
Write it in pen
You'll feel at home then

So onward I go
To winds caution throw
Find me right there
Cross the globe I'll tear

And bikes will abound
Other-than-capital profound
Ideas will flow
And friendships will grow

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