Hi Honey, why don’t you take my hand? I’m ready to fly away from here Won’t you take the journey, baby? We’ll take off and fly as high as we like We’ll fly over the sea, the beautiful sea And land on an island unknown When we get there we’ll climb the trees So high we can touch the clouds And we’ll make a campfire in the middle of the forest And we’ll talk the night away And when you’re ready to leave we’ll leave, my dear But if you want to stay we’ll stay
Hi Honey, why don’t you take my hand? I’m ready for a change of scene.
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I'm 20 years old. I've been writing since I was 4.
Writing is more than just a hobby. It's my passion, my drug, my therapy and my life.
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