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634 · Nov 2018
Wanderer
Name Nov 2018
Muffled voices under the sea
Guarded with all the cages
A home for living imagination
Me and my pretty little nation

All caught up in here
So I'll choose my own sky
There it's just you and me
With our feelings amplified

So let's get wasted
Run around naked
Why not create a moment
Only we can make it

But maybe these are beautiful lies
Or maybe it's just beautiful me
There's much more life has to offer
I'm still halfway through the puzzle

So just call me a wanderer
When I sail across the sky
When I walk towards the moon
When I drive to the sea

So I picture myself as a wanderer
When the sun's glowing
And it's hard to look up
And the stars on the night
I wait for them to show up
Please comment on my mistakes I want to improve and like I said before Im cool for critiques also plz share your thoughts on what you get from this poem I would love to know what my readers get out of it. Thank you for reading!

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