I don't know where
I'm going
or quite exactly
where I want to be.
I just know that
my feet keep moving,
my heart keeps beating,
and there's nothing
standing
in my way.
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 7:47 PM UTC
I don't know where
I'm going
or quite exactly
where I want to be.
I just know that
my feet keep moving,
my heart keeps beating,
and there's nothing
standing
in my way.
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