No boundary can make them,
A prisoner
They find their ways
Search and cross,
The barrier,
The bar,
They choose their path,
Air,
Water,
Fire,
They constitute,
Human thought
Thought that creates the dream;
Is weightless,
But, its heaviness can be felt,
Weightless is heaviest,
On life's behest,
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