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Oct 2019
I am as free as I want
Like a daydreamer of today
Gently a breeze carry’s my wonders
Pass night cityscapers, and
      over desperate busybodies
Then settling in brain depressions
Imagine tomorrow being the same
Paused In a Haze cycle

Is there a difference
Between love long lost or
Hate newly recognized
Can they be balanced, maybe
On a crystallized degrading iceberg
Topped off with couples joining
      hands
Cheering on and crying out
But never heard by a mountain’s
      ear

Stalling the defining problems
Of what love is and who needs it
Akin to Swirls of Florida clouds
Not unlike heart guts spilling out
Let’s be free to choose
While ditching Fees for dreams
I want you to live in wonderland
With my body you can be freedom
Being Free is a luxury for some and just dream for others. But love rather if lost or newly found is choice we could all make.
Tamara Walker
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Tamara Walker  30/F/Florida
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