Freedom
You sail on the ocean, freeYour thirst for adventure quenched
Isolation your price, your saviour
With the wind in your sails, you breathe
A dream, dreamt by most
The freedom from concrete on their shoulders
Adventure, the price of their comfort
Comforted in the stables of distraction
Not you, oh no
Water on your chest
Wind in you sails
Blue, as above so below
A dream, that all dream
The freedom you own
Of your ocean
Your borderless journey
Poetry by Willem
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Written on 2017-10-26 at 22:25
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