uncertainty prevails
until this time, I dreamed of this journey as exciting and adventurous. I wish it was more than just a mirage. As I walk ahead, even this mirage fades away. Lines on my palm become anxious, they refuse to fall in line...
one 'Gypsy' soul, that was free to wander at its whim; now lies on the hard & smoldering earth... fluttering and struggling for life. one 'Gypsy' soul that it was once...
one 'Gypsy' soul, that was free to wander at its whim; now lies on the hard & smoldering earth... fluttering and struggling for life. one 'Gypsy' soul that it was once...


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uncertainty always was there my friend...
like the shadow it forms when the spirits are high like the noon sun the shadow grows small...
when the spirits get lower like at the time of the setting sun the shadows grow longer till they consume your world...
hold out and hold on to your self for there will be another day...
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