FREE

She was free
The earth was made for her to roam
She saw it in the orange of the sunsets
And felt it in the depth of her bones

She was free
Just like the tingle in the autumn air
She saw it in the mists over mountains
And felt it in the breeze in her hair

She belonged to no one, no one belonged to her
Her love was made for all the land
She lived her life as a captivating story
Crossing adventures off the back of her hand

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About Alia Sabino

A free-spirited soul always yearning for adventure and new experiences, she writes to make sense of the world she lives in. When given the choice, she always chooses love, whatever that choice may be.

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