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Apr 2014
Let it flow
like rainwater gushing
out of a drainage pipe.

Let it go
like a doves being released
into the clear, azure sky.

Let it be
like leaning back
into a roped hammock
overlooking the wide, boundless ocean.

Let it free**
like exploring
new-found curiosity
for the world around you.
Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr
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Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr  My Home Is Wherever I Go
(My Home Is Wherever I Go)   
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