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I want to run away from it all to escape the rat race's incessant call to be left to be myself alone but happy on the shelf I want to run away from it all I want to start again somewhere new Doing only all the things I want to do No more obligated chores Washing windows, scrubbing floors I want to start again somewhere new I want to buy some land and build a yurt Live off grid so Mother Earth I don't hurt Water heated by the sun Organic gardening for fun I want to buy some land and build a yurt I want to sit a write by candlelight Not a CF bulb or fluorescent tube in sight No noise or light pollution would be my perfect solution I want to sit and write by candle light I want to be awoken by the sun not just on special days but every one readjust my body clock to natures silent tick and tock I want to be awoken by the sun I want to run away, you wanna come? One is great but really two is twice the fun. Loving life the way it's meant Two poets in a tent I want to run away you wanna come?
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Jul 5, 2010
Jul 5, 2010 at 5:48 PM UTC
My happy place
I want to run away from it all to escape the rat race's incessant call to be left to be myself alone but happy on the shelf I want to run away from it all I want to start again somewhere new Doing only all the things I want to do No more obligated chores Washing windows, scrubbing floors I want to start again somewhere new I want to buy some land and build a yurt Live off grid so Mother Earth I don't hurt Water heated by the sun Organic gardening for fun I want to buy some land and build a yurt I want to sit a write by candlelight Not a CF bulb or fluorescent tube in sight No noise or light pollution would be my perfect solution I want to sit and write by candle light I want to be awoken by the sun not just on special days but every one readjust my body clock to natures silent tick and tock I want to be awoken by the sun I want to run away, you wanna come? One is great but really two is twice the fun. Loving life the way it's meant Two poets in a tent I want to run away you wanna come?
a-thomas-hawkins
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Jul 5, 2010
Jul 5, 2010 at 5:48 PM UTC
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