Painting Dreams

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A wandering soul who can never settle down,

Chasing fate like a vagabond, town to town,

I am a girl in love with life, a child of wanderlust,

And I live because I'm happy, not because I must.

A girl who paints dreams using her own tools,

A carefree person who creates her own rules,

I chose the dream, not the cash or order,

So where others see the end, I see no borders.

I love what I do and I would never give it away,

But that doesn't mean there's a place I have to stay,

Because the fire of comfort fades, but not my passion,

Because I know people still have a bit of compassion.



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