For now my life is simple. In the sense that it isn't easily understood. I'm waiting for the day I won't have to worry, or be sorry. I'm looking for someone who can take me somewhere new. Somewhere I've never been. Somewhere I've wanted to imagine but couldn't. For now my life is simple. It isn't easily understood.
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sar01 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is me.
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