The smell of the incense in my old room
Reminds me the years of travels
Strong desire,
Complete freedom,
No fears,
No regrets,
Living in the moment
The now.
Eternal innocence
Left me
After years of exploring
Still waiting,
Still wanting,
Still thirsty.
David Bowie is still playing,
Ashes to Ashes
Reminding me
I'm still searching
Or racing
After ...
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