I would be free, free in my own concept because no one is free. No even the birds; because they have the sky as a limit.
But you what my grandma used to say? "never let the sky be your limit when you can reach the moon" .
You know what "my moon" is?
You, you're my moon.
I wish I was a mermaid, then men will dream about me, then I'll be free, free in my own concept.
-J
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