If there was a place,
were you could let your-self astray,
with no delay's.
No one telling you what to do,
No more living in other people's shoe's.
Live your life,
even if it isn't perfect,
just be happy,
for what you have,
And always remember that special place,
where life is not complicated,
like a shoelace,
That little Perfect Place in your mind.
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A child-like longing for freedom is nicely presented.Congras.