
never to arrive
she said you are prisoner of your feet
a rootless tree on fleet!
I said no one told me
I needed to fit
I walk to find, to meet
all of it
she didn't realize what
she wanted to mean
I am incapable of
arriving
She walked away a while later
but I told to her wake.
My heart sure is higher than my feet
yet never without, not even a beat.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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