Paying debts

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For so long I haven’t run away
From the noisy crowded dreams
My folder is full of drafts
Telling about our adventures,
About our daily meals,
That we ran freely on the sunny hill,
When will I finish?
The plans that make me tired
Sometimes the debts that need to be paid
For the materials, paying by my labor,
For the words, paying by my mind,
For the love, paying by kindness,
For your heart, I’ll pay my youth
I’d rather be a playful wind,
To freely go to anywhere I could
Borrowing the free footsteps from life
At the end there will be nothing.

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