You are my freedom
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You are my freedom
The free road and we have no final destination.
Summer heat and the need of beautiful places we wanted..
We had wild dances, good booze and we knew.
Freedom is like a feather in the wind. Hard to hold on to and
rarely known. I watch you wander upon unknown roads and I knew.
You are my last freedom. My last breathe to taste the sweetness of
open road and to embrace dear lovers in open spaces where
no-one rate your life.
Coyote/John Castellenas
Beautiful reminds me of my youth so long ago .
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The days of youth. Become sweeter and better with time and separation. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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Great writing, I love it..
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Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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