A wandering spirit lives inside me,
no board or brick may be my home.
With a roving planetary soul so free,
through this world I will forever roam.
Consisting of a two stallion band,
with only me and my lack of trust.
Remaining free from tag or brand,
I’m followed only by clouds of dust.
My shadow is my jealous mistress,
yet this world is my silent wife.
When the time comes in this abyss,
she will take my lonesome life.
Until then I will drink from the sea,
upon the moons reflective shore,
and gaze into oceans of black.
The world my heart broke free,
and when it beats for her no more,
she will come submerge it back.
Between belonging and freedom,
It seems I chose the latter.
With a restless soul within me,
forever running until I ache.
A thousand times in this life,
my brittle heart…
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