Part II

 

Like water on the face

Suddenly a taste

Fresh, sweet,

Pick up the pace

 

Feet on the ground,

Why’ve I been hanging around
waiting for nothing

Wanting for something

 

Light a fire
match the flame
Let go, child
Be not so tamed

 

       -sk-

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