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The Wild
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Other Poems A step of freedom.
Off the beaten path.
The paved road.
The sport marked onto the map.
And step into the wild.
Even if you’re not the first,
The feeling is there.
The adrenalin.
The excitement of exploration.
Not as crazy as others,
But not that sane either.
It’s like nothing before.
A new world.
And only you.
As you climb the mountain.
As you walk through the trees.
As you stand at the cliff,
Staring at the water below.
It's the feeling that you are the fist one there,
The first to ever see the special place.
The first to see that rock,
That bug.
It’s enough to push out other thoughts,
The worries,
The pain,
Its happiness,
And calmness.
What most of us lack.
In today’s trying world.
