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Adrift In The Wind
There is too much ancestry coursing my soul
to do me any real good
To live in a cave on a deserted island
my destiny best understood
Success once achieved is cast far aside
its burden to hamper my play
Genealogy stalks and preys as it looms
to darken those brightest of days
Each block lay unstacked as I run off again
my freedom left calling within
My soul unattached to the gifts I step over
-all fame left adrift in the wind
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)
to do me any real good
To live in a cave on a deserted island
my destiny best understood
Success once achieved is cast far aside
its burden to hamper my play
Genealogy stalks and preys as it looms
to darken those brightest of days
Each block lay unstacked as I run off again
my freedom left calling within
My soul unattached to the gifts I step over
-all fame left adrift in the wind
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)
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Adrift In The Wind
Adrift In The Wind
