Opportunity at enjoyable occasions,
and the saddest lonesome nights.
The feeling of not being tied up or down,
even when the storms lift you into chaos.
Freedom from being misunderstood in a way,
but enslaved to never being full accepted.
Looseness to travel with anyone you wish,
yet never having a person or lover to return to.
The ability to accomplish all and everything,
not having the desire or motivation to do so.
Single.
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