Clutching you
the philosophies of the world,
take you
your stride
without bothering
and pothering about
whatever it comes
or comes to not,
but keep you
going
like a vagabond
unmindful of
what the wide world
says
about you
and you
scoffing it
taking the notes
in your own way,
the world is mine,
not yours.
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