at twenty7

i will be a wild something

what is sunshine

when i have learnt to thrive

many days without happiness

i will make wildflowers

grow inside my heart instead

and call myself a 


i will embrace my flaws

but will not be anybody’s sin

and from then on 

this deserted land

will be a shelter

for wounded wanderers 

in search for their 

own promised lands too

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