Torso is stranded while the soul in a cloudy sky

My soul is unrest and credulous.
It's impossible me to step down
As the stars not visible.
In the vast sky I am only a pathfinder.
How can I go back to the Earth?
I have already lost my identity.
But I cannot stay here any longer
Because I am only a visitor.

* This touch-and-go soul is hyperactive and it goes wild sometimes.

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