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Alone, Wanderlust, and Free.


Surviving for myself in a world alone.

Living for myself until my heart decides to come home.

I love my father

I admire my mother, yet I cannot stay.

I am a wanderlust girl in a beautiful world.

unearth me in a foreign country ready to explore.

I am the moon, the sun, and the stars.

I am free.

Please,

let me be.

-m.h.

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