Runaway

Runaway

There’s an itch

in my soul

begging to explore

 

Get lost and

step into the

unknown

 

Feast on shades

of blue and green

hues of my dreams

 

Disappear, nurse

from nature’s breast

feel its caress

 

Marvel at stones

weathered by storms

hundreds of years old

 

Create a new reality

finally live the

extraordinary

 

 

 

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