Living It Up
I was born a traveller.
And I reached for the stars.
I came to not knowing.
Of how I have wandered so far.
In the stormy desert.
I came to know.
The beauty of life.
That's quite humbling and calm.
As years have passed.
I have been missing home.
The life that I wished.
Of not leaving alone.
Lived all my days wondering
Of what could have been
Counting time was a waste
A life that is precious we should taste.
For whatever reason.
I want to come home.
Redirected. Unplanned.
This destination I know.
I came to accept and go with the flow.
A fruitful life I heed and face the unknown.
-ginger-
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