Pushed every which way

Forward, backward

Upward and downward 

How do you fall into play?

What is it that you think?

What do you like?

Which direction

defines you?

How does it do so?

If it was me I go

in them all

I try things out

When I’m home I

am home 

That’s where I stay

I don’t look to stray

I know many that do 

That’s just not in me

I can go and be pulled

every which way but

none are ever far from

who?

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