Wednesday, 14 February 2018


When i was little,

in my dreams,

i was always flying.

Sometimes close to the earth,

sometimes up in the sky,

but the fly

it was just a metaphor

for freedom.

Now i grow up,

and i stopped flying.

I wonder why?

(Retirement or work, all of them are also just metaphors, but behind them is hidden the idea of freedom, and how or if we achieve it, it is only depending on us. Be active and start right not. Do a small action towards your total freedom. Good luck!)

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