Lislarkin, Ireland

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We are all nomads on a journey
A destination point with no clear end
I will don wings to reach your doorstep
But it must be within me to search for the rest.

It's not the pictures that hold my story
but what I feel when I return
No bitter words will bite my spirit,
No hungry looks will weaken my spine
For I have freedom within a perceived confine
And it's this freedom that is no longer blind.

---SDW 08/2011

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8 months ago by Karen

Just mah'velous darling!