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Sep 2015
I vow to never condemn myself to the prison of a vigilant life.
I will not allow myself to be restrained by my own fears.

Despite my heart; racing hard as the feeling of danger overcomes me,
I will not let the dismay restrain me.
I will give in to the adrenalin - allow it to stampede it's way through my being.

My foreboding will not stop me - nothing will.
For I am free.

I will race with the wind, with no sense of my destination.
I will voyage with the trains - to where?Β Β It doesn't matter.

I will recount my journeys to strangers - anyone who cares to listen.
I will listen to strangers too.
Wise strangers; strengers who will help me learn, expand.

I am free.
And I will immerse myself in the soulfulness of this world.
Even if it means ignoring precaution.
There's something out there begging for you to come
Alyssa McDonald
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Alyssa McDonald  Australia
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