Along the Shores
I move as my soul moves...
I sway with the tides,
and drift along the shores...
I soar over valleys with the wind,
and run wild through natural habitats...
Anything to not live in stagnation if I can...
Freedom is my calling...
Patience my jest.
Come as you can
Before I am gone again...
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