Like a feather

I’ve got to learn how to sleep without a care in this world.

It must be bliss.

I wonder how it must be to live without ever belonging to one place to another.

If I’m too old or too young for an adventure that never ends.

I have forgotten what it feels like to let words flow from one to another.

And now that I remember, I’m a million words stronger,

 

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~ by holidayarmidilla on December 15, 2010.