All is because of boredom
Or the will to adventure?
Time is solitary
Will I never need to run?
An impression of three
Is it trust, wildness and dance?
A journey I would've killed to avoid
Venture to a new world.
This is a new life
Time spent with myself and others
Fearlessly, flawlessly
Happily and humanely
Admire the surroundings and now I'm here
Watching the past wither as I get near
There can be confidence, there can be none
For there are no judges until we are done
Limit my words and alter my roads
As I am new, there shan't be more loads
There was me, and now there's me
And everywhere I go to, I see me
Spiraling deeper into the wounds of me
For silence overcomes those who need me
There will be me and there won't be me
And you will be me whenever I think I'm me
Art is exploration; art is limitation
I explored and limited those who are me
The past and present were lifted by gusts
The end of an experiment is me being dust
I'll ask a question; a new one, I must
Will you dance and be wild merely for trust?
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