Wild Heart

I could spend hours, months, years, decades even centuries travelling the world and its seven seas. Saw like a bird through capitals and continents. Design and redesign clothes in my mind countless times. Write a million words without meaning a thing whilst meaning everything. I guess that sums me up in a nutshell. A hopeless wanderer with a wild heart. After all we are all made of stardust, individual stars in our own right.



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