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© Michelle Klemm
  What I was born for

WHAT I WAS BORN FOR

So many things,
chores, work,
plans, dates,
so many things
distracted me from doing
what I was born for.

I would like to
be free again,
having time to spare and
sending my mind on a journey,
being free to do
what I was born for.



© Michelle Klemm
 
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