Nice to have been away
nice to be in a place far away
nice to be unknown all the day
nice to be innocuous in the days.
Like to be unnoticed all the more
like to be alone more and more
like not to be in a crowd anymore
like not to gossip anymore.
Having been in a place for few years
makes one familiar in the years
wish to shift to another in the near
a way to escape the multitude in sheer.
Live like a nomad prompts my heart
well, that could be the love of my heart
would it be possible I wonder in short
why not make it work in a shot?
An experience of that kind I desire
not fastened by love and likes and fear
would it see the daylight in an entire
if not make it happen at least this year.
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