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Mar 2015
I am waiting for the sun to peak through the trees
while I sit on these broken down beams

Motionless I stare into the abyss
wondering what will come from this

I watch the birds swiftly sway from tree to tree as they play
slowly hoping that everything will be okay

People always ask me what I will do
but I can't seem to find anything to say
Silently wishing they would all drift away
so I can just sail somewhere and live astray

I want to get away and not have all these people to pay
I find it weird we have to pay to live on a planet we were born on

Although; these are just things we all have to face
so instead of fighting with the whole human race
I will live here in the pathless woods
for this is my place
Chase Hunter
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Chase Hunter
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