When I set out on this journey, I was only,
Breaking free of bonds that chained my flight,
When I walked the path I chose, I was lonely,
I wanted speed, I wanted height.
Fleeting through an un-ventured lane,
For choice, for peace, I flew an independent mile,
Looking back at it again,
I have been lonely all the while…
1 comment:
short and precise yet conveys so much about the author who i happen to know for a while now.
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