The art of departure

Giving out expecting not to get back,
Leaving, never to be found.
A new place, a horizon never seen,
To a landscape, a riverside never been.
Like a bird out of a cage,
Flee away from that rage.
Start-off a brand new page,
Don’t fear or worry about gage,
Don’t do it for me, I am no sage.


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