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Thalia, The Wandering Poetess

For those who said that I have no home,
And pitied me greatly,
To them I say,
Mother Earth is my home,
And what a magnificent and vast palace I have,
To roam about as I please,
And feast upon an endless feast,
In changing seasons,
Basking in nature's glory and wisdom,
Marveling at its splendor,
So it is I who pities you greatly,
As my home lets me be,
Who I am,
And makes me free. 

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
Live free. Live happy.
Editing stage: 
Content level: 
Not Explicit Content

Comments

Knowledge inherent, given with birth. Easy to forget.

Be free, kindred spirit,
Tim

Indeed :)

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All the splendors of nature that are ours to enjoy, if we just know how and where to look. Great job!

~RoseBlack~

Thank you!!

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