And are we ready to figure each other out?
The wind swallows my fear, my questions...
But where will they go?
Do they travel to far away places...
Where the sky is bright while I look into darkness?
The clouds look like they were colored with crayons.
If I don't come home tonight...
I've found something worth fighting for.
Maybe far away...
Away from what I'm used to.
Out of my comfort zone...
To a world I'm ready to see.
And I will change it.
While it changes me...
People are staring...
And I can't help but smile.
I wonder why that is.
Is it because I gaze into the sunset,
not knowing what is there...
But curious to know what there could be?
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