Write your own story, but remember, Nature gave you your quill
I don’t want to want
I need to be
Free from anything more than simplicity
In a land where greed
Grows the trees
I will never understand harmony
I need no wants
An empty tease
I am happy collecting memories
I am happy collecting memories.. ?
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