driven to the word of motivation
i want to be able to dream again.
i'm tired of thinking, wishing, hoping.
my eyes have become weak
and my lips have gone dry.
lightening has blurred my vision
and i can't walk on my own anymore.
oh, how i wish that i can feel the wind in my hair
and the sun warm on my back,
or perhaps the rain in my hair?
all i know is that i hunger for freedom.
for starry skies and winter air.
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