How would it feel to be in your dreamland
that is so far beyond your reach
what is it like
what is it like to feel the cold
what is it like when your nerves get to 1 degree and below
when can my heart be wandering with an adventurous lust
to a place it completely adores
when could it be
the time where freedom starts knocking on the door
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Poetrysometimes a rainbow isn't as colourful as it seems ..if you don't put meaning to it, of course
