Being overprotected,
is like being a wingless bird,
who longs to soar in the starlit sky,
as I long for you,
As the sacred rose,
who remains rooted to the ground,
wishes to blow free with the leaves of the wind.
flying to and fro...
I want to fly with the wings of eagles,
and run through the mayhem,
of the wolf hunted caribou herd,
I want to listen,
to the thunderous stampede,
of the mountain's roaring tantrum,
upon being awakened,
by the nymphs of time...
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Welcome to the chaotic abyss I call my mind.
Just anything from stories to quizzes etc. I also use as a normal journal from time to time.
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