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I Want to Be.

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I want to be a nomad

A dirty vagabond on a train


I want to be a gypsy

Telling tragic lies as truth


I want to be a wild flower

Growing in the prairie sun


I want to be a young girl

In a long flowing dress


I want to be a wild child

Barefoot with moonlit eyes


I want to run untamed

With the horses on island sand


I want a first kiss

To be tasted for eternity


I want wisdom’s age

Kept inside youth’s beauty


I want to live a long time

But not forever


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