”I am always dreaming, of travelling, to other lands” Gun Roswell

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Dreaming

Siting on the window sill, feeling, a strong will
Inside of me, to embark, on a journey, but still
I only keep dreaming, as life, seemingly
Will not give me even once an opportunity

To venture out there, where:
The skies are so much bluer
The people are completely fewer
The sun always shines
And the places are so fine

So, here I sit, on this same place
Where time and life in the same way stays
Never daring, only hoping, wishing and dreaming
That one day, just maybe, soon, I will dare
To venture, out there