How do you conjure up a scenario:
no states, no nations,
only a vast ocean of humanity!
It may sound amusing,
bewildering; yet, look inward.
Boundaries blur vision beyond,
a closed identity gravitates
with its magnetic pull,
jamming the wings of flight
to take off into the universe.
Want to see peaks from the foothills?
A huge wall of height blocks
your ever searching eye-sight;
from a distance they outline
a wondrous panorama on the horizon.
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