Simple poetry.
A place to hold my head high,
I shall fly towards the deep blue ocean,
crossing the thickness of the spread jungle,
jumping the high altitude mountains,
where my heart’ll be fearless,
fearless from the mind of the people,
where I need no permission,
to do it on my own.
Where I shall be my master,
and there’s no one to order,
where rules will be my self made,
without any barrier or border.
A place without any employment,
no money, no bargaining,
no regulations, no formalities,
where no disaster happening.
A place where angels abide,
a place full of smiles,
a place to hold my head high,
I shall bridge up miles.
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