Drifting

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  • Fantasy

    Drifting
    Befor I give all my time

    Settle down and make u mine

    I want to visit a few place

    Taste the different flavors

    Picture what used to be the towers

    Smell the exotic flowers

    Walk down a street in Spain

    Make a rasta say my name

    This is just me thinking

    Drifting through my mind...

    Maybe it could be me

    A different place

    Another time

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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