United States
40° 36' 49.4784" N, 74° 25' 23.7036" W

There was a child
Not defined by worldly insignificances
Wondering about life abroad and wild
With a mind surrounded by fences

Quiet and naïve to the world
Longing for optimism and journey
To find a destination and be consumed by a whirl
Wind and feel the essence of being free

Past or present the road never ends
Every minute is lived for making a difference
To adorn bravery on ones’ sleeves and spend
Time enjoying existence

There will always be a child to inspire wanderlust onto thee


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