Two ways
I want to feel the sky the way birds do it.
I never wished to beg or sacrifice.
I wanted to create and not to ruin.
The each and every step I walk my way
I need to see the beauty and the spirit;
Sometimes I need to hide or run away,
Sometimes I need to cross my made-up limit.
I want to live, enjoying every day,
I want to know my purpose and fulfil it.
If you know you should go-
Don't ever stay.
If you should stay- don't seek the ways to leave it.
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