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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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