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She had no home
When I met her as a happy wanderer
Navigating from places to places
I did told her I had nothing to offer
But the simple comfort of my chest
To this she looked at me smiling
“Hey you adventurer”, she told me
“You’re the one I have been waiting,
Home I don’t need, free I want to be”
“The road is a paved way to paradise,
Like the snail my house is this bag,
I ...
Sunday 19th May 2024 2:55 am
Free the bird
Once I bought a bird in a shop
I opened the cage and let him be
For a flying happiness I’d hope
To let the stars witness it’s free
Sunday 19th May 2024 2:51 am
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