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Another forgotten tidbit in the masses of old notes, letter, poems, and photos stored in my computer. I could have written this yesterday! But it’s dated from 2012 🙂

Run

I want to run
Run far, far, away
Leave all this behind
Start a new day, somehow familiar
Because it’s been there all along
Untamed, undiscovered, wild and free
Always a part of me

To new places I will go
As undiscovered as the heart that beats inside my chest
It’s something I cannot arrest
They all will attest, that my life’s a mess
But is it really something to detest
Is it really such a loss
There’s a kind of beauty in this chaos
When as they say, not all who wander are lost

 

 

 

 

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