Wild World


The only ones for me are the mad ones. Full to the brim with passion and drive. I don’t wish to know those who have it all figured out. Because, as for me, I don’t. And maybe I never will. Also, maybe I never want to. What I wish is to roam freely, alter my path accordingly, modify my dreams as needed. I plan to always be free, drifting in the wind.
Maybe I’ll land someday. Maybe I won’t.
Floating just feels good.


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