The art of escape

Thesunseeker

I look in the mirror

And see a mask

Such fragile things

They never last

I want a new name

And a place to hide

Just not alone

Side by side

If adventure called your name

Would you risk it all

To see paradise

While remaining small

The world is burning

The rural land is calling home

Let us go hand in hand

Into the unknown

  • Author: Thesunseeker (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 20th, 2020 23:33
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  • Goldfinch60

    Paradise is there for us in our minds. Yes I would go to find it.



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