Your credentials

Like a feather searching for a bird,
like a syllable in a word,
Mother, I may wander, I may roam,
but there can never be another home.

Yes I know it may sound a little bit pathetic,
but after all is said and done, you take it,
or you don't, it all boils down to the essentials,
your ties are your credentials.


2015.


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