Free in NYC :: Paint and Poetry by Samantha Clark
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Free in NYC :: Paint and Poetry by …

    Free in NYC Unbounded. In New York City I ran free. Constricted not By the layers of packed clothes to warm me I ran free. Star-struck and gazing, Strained in the neck from appreciation at every angle I ran free. Roaming and hungry. Centred in the centre of the world. In love with a city I ran free. Free even in the comprehension That could be. I ran…

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She Soul Voice :: Paint and Poetry by Samantha Clark
Poetry

She Soul Voice :: Paint and Poetry by …

  She Soul Voice She got busy with building walls to shelter her from the wild. It’s ok though, she’s still wild. She floats. She dances atop waves and laughs in the trees. She still desires vast freedom. For now, she simply wants the woods to know her name, in nature and in fame. She’s still wild as she works herself up. Out. Not yet old, not now so young.…

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