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I'm restless again six years in the same place taking refuge in plane trips to the same place I look at the Atlas & stick pins in all the spots that she has been my mother the accidental explorer *China, America Japan, Italy France, Germany & Spain* rewards after a life behind the Iron Curtain going on field trips even then *Mongolia Siberia* I grew up in freedom yet have never been past my past I'm still chasing it can this last Six years in the same places Capital city gal turned small-town child I want to go wild spin the earth round in my direction change my reflection feel my feet on new ground I'll stick pins in all the places I could find myself in & write self-addressed envelopes to send postcards in because you never know what the day will bring
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC
The Accidental Explorer
I'm restless again six years in the same place taking refuge in plane trips to the same place I look at the Atlas & stick pins in all the spots that she has been my mother the accidental explorer *China, America Japan, Italy France, Germany & Spain* rewards after a life behind the Iron Curtain going on field trips even then *Mongolia Siberia* I grew up in freedom yet have never been past my past I'm still chasing it can this last Six years in the same places Capital city gal turned small-town child I want to go wild spin the earth round in my direction change my reflection feel my feet on new ground I'll stick pins in all the places I could find myself in & write self-addressed envelopes to send postcards in because you never know what the day will bring
dreams-of-sepia
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC
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