the hitcher

we are not
born
for the piss-elegant
facades
of a
gilded drawing-room.

your
simple energy
pulls
me to
truth

i am
all i
have
to give
and i
am enough

i will travel this path as long as it will take me
i will travel in peace as long as you are mine

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