Wistful melancholy dreamer
Your thoughts have forever been
Visions swirling round your head
Fantasy lives inside, within

The one who claims the morning mist
With trees and rocks, you coexists
This wanderlust kept deep inside
Yet, sadness reigns where you abide

Journeys filled with worlds afar
You await the moment when
Flight can take you on your way
Alas, you’ll dream till then

 

 

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