I will be free

by Dagmar Wilson   Feb 13, 2020


Moving forward was a dream
closing all doors,
squeezing memories in tiny boxes.

Moving forward was a dream
leaving behind my previous life,
far away across the ocean
my feet touching Homeland soil.

Moving forward my dream is real
counting the months which seem endless,
I will be free.

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  • 1 week ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Keep chasing those dreams, Dagmar.

    All the very best as ever,
    Ben

  • 1 week ago

    by Michael

    Miss Dagmar,
    The joy of yearning/dreaming for freedom, and then the beauty of when it becomes a reality.
    Nicely done lady, M :)x

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