Long hours of uninterrupted silence
When ties of ambition are weak
Free spirit does not hold its charm
and I am not enough for me.
Its not you I am holding on to
I cling to my previous self
I hope someday it can stand strong
free of any reference
From a spirit that's hopelessly listless
to blues of domestic ties
I would sail before I know,
Freedom brings with it,a price.
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