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Jumping from world to world Land to land Surrounded by millions of drones but standing alone I spoke and no one understood They spoke and I was equally confused Stop Translating, It doesn't compute Through games of charade and mime like games The ball is rolling and I yearn to learn and enhance these words from a foreign land. An appetite for new faces and special places where my eyes can gorge themselves upon   Unique words and different herds Getting past this shyness I have always possessed Earning this backbone and confidence I speak without falter nothing hindering me now I am a land rover and jumper Winter, Spring, Fall, or Summer You can't stop me now I feel the electricity and sheer power of the world as it is changing myself and all around me Now I am internalizing it all I'm riding these International winds To places I have never been Let's see where I will end up next
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 3:10 AM UTC
Riding the Wind
Jumping from world to world Land to land Surrounded by millions of drones but standing alone I spoke and no one understood They spoke and I was equally confused Stop Translating, It doesn't compute Through games of charade and mime like games The ball is rolling and I yearn to learn and enhance these words from a foreign land. An appetite for new faces and special places where my eyes can gorge themselves upon   Unique words and different herds Getting past this shyness I have always possessed Earning this backbone and confidence I speak without falter nothing hindering me now I am a land rover and jumper Winter, Spring, Fall, or Summer You can't stop me now I feel the electricity and sheer power of the world as it is changing myself and all around me Now I am internalizing it all I'm riding these International winds To places I have never been Let's see where I will end up next
elysia-malloy
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 3:10 AM UTC
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