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Living life on the wild side, free, unbound, and open Lookin' to my right and left, reality has spoken. Friends having children, getting married, buying homes, but how have I gotten to this place, to be sitting all alone? Beaches, movies, long car rides, tokes, bongies, lifted highs, all these past times, fast times, future sighs no longer conceal the realness of my desire to be blessed with one who longs to be by my wild side I shouldn't need another another lover to cover my insecurities, but, alas, I long to share my fruitful hopes and dreams dreams of becoming a greater me, of climbing tippy tops of trees, of soaring, crafting, conjuring what I have only seen in my third eye, chasing dreams.
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Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 2:43 AM UTC
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Living life on the wild side, free, unbound, and open Lookin' to my right and left, reality has spoken. Friends having children, getting married, buying homes, but how have I gotten to this place, to be sitting all alone? Beaches, movies, long car rides, tokes, bongies, lifted highs, all these past times, fast times, future sighs no longer conceal the realness of my desire to be blessed with one who longs to be by my wild side I shouldn't need another another lover to cover my insecurities, but, alas, I long to share my fruitful hopes and dreams dreams of becoming a greater me, of climbing tippy tops of trees, of soaring, crafting, conjuring what I have only seen in my third eye, chasing dreams.
Written December 9, 2013
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Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 2:43 AM UTC
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