"My Journey"

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Sometimes I see it as a curved lines
No particular directions,
As it transecting the circumference of the world

Sometimes I see it as a plain field
No amount of green grass
As it consumed by cultivated soil and extreme dryness

It is a step by step process
With too many different roads to choose
or as a multiple doors to open;

Let's just say, it is a mountains
I've been exploring every single day
Searching for shortcuts
and building particular decisions

Otherwise, it is a weight of dreams
That are too burden to carry
Or a vast of ocean
That are too wide and shallow

Like yours, it could be anything,
A piece of paper or
as a bird without feathers

Whatever happens on my voyage
I am pretty sure that the waves will carry me to a perfect destination

















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