This house is a house but its not a home
i yearn a place where my spirit can roam
an open field where i reign free
with no parents or teachers to discipline me
to behold new adventures and attempt new things
go across the playground and beyond the swings
no fences or gates to block me in
ill go where i want and not where i've been
to explore all regions and make more friends
penetrate new sensations and not look around bends
i desire to throw all caution to the wind
and fallow the path that fate will soon send
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