What I desire?

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What I desire
Is to find the path
While I behold my faith.

What I desire
Is to travel back,
decipher my conscience,
decide on a new road of self-emergence.

What I desire
Is to satisfy my wanderlust, 
By letting the history rest,
While I bring out my best.

What I desire
Is to overcome my fears 
By keeping pious thoughts, around everywhere 
By knowing what I need to 
By electing what I should do.

While I redefine my life 
with wanderlust in my eyes,
I desire to unfurl the magic I hide,
And show new dawn, a new life.

Sushma

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