You know you wanna go,
but what is it that's keepin you?
Is it the longing in the soul
or dreadful fear of what you not know?
Is it something some one said
or just something in your head?
That follows you close at heels,
following- nipping- biting as you feel
you wanna unshackle the hold,
lookout for those things untold.
Run out in a heady rush,reach for it that spears your thrust.
Leave behind in your follow
all those things old and sallow.
Shout out to them once and for all-
"keep away from me, do not stall...
..for what I need utmost at now
is to say good bye and take my final bow!"
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