Her heart longs for adventure.
She wants to explore the great unknown.
But with these chains on her wrists,
they're only few places she can go.
Why?
She asks.
Why?
She cries.
Don't you know that every caged bird,
slowly dies?
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When the Mind Wanders
Poetry"Just words extracted from the depths of the my heart and from the corners of my mind."
