"You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief, but rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound."
Kahlil Gibran
Age: 19
A worm can crawl,
A bird can sing,
A star can fall -
Oh heart! Take wing and
fly to the moon, then back again.
And tell me what treasures the Milky Way holds.
Is there cream inside?
Just an empty mold?
Do the stars really shine forever and a day?
Is there passion in Mars?
Or just clay upon layer of clay?
Does our spherical world turn from West to East?
Does the Sun look upon it as an untrained beast?
Does Mercury poke fun at this slow-paced Earth?
Does it move too fast? Can't it have mirth?
Just be sure, my heart, to return to me...
Let this body know the feeing of 'free'.
Background: No clue...
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