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Oct 2012
I want to fly,
I want to roam,
To look into the eyes of the deep.
Where to thou a tiger lives in peaceful eternal sleep.
If only thou would understand the writing coming from this hand wants more than average,
More than normal,
And no one to a bide.
A time to jump,
A time to roam,
A time to call her very own.
No, alas, thou doth break my hope,
Spear my β€˜venture!
If only thou tried to understand the writing coming from this hand yearns for hope,
A deep blue sea,
A nothing,
An eternity,
If only thou would understand the writing coming from this hand.
Cherry Blossom
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