I want to stay this age forever.
I don't want a grey lined career with no destination.
I don't want to end up with a one way ticket to everyone else's plans.

With more free time than a toddler with no cares in the world
Free as the wind that carries the clouds
To no particular destination
But with clear purpose like the stars.

I want to encompass serendipity
And be dreamlike, streemline.
The artistic creator I was
The artistic creator I am.

I want to float around and collect people like shells from different beaches
Keep them in a tiny jar for when nostalgia shakes me to the bone.

I want to meet everyone.
Create everything.
Find the sun kissed peace that I dream of.
But everything comes with a price.

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