A passport
Stands between me and the rest of my life
I think of all the people who just stopped and thought:
This life doesn't feel right.
And so then dropped everything they had
Goodbye, so long, farewell, adios
Forever.
They drove into the night
Jumped on a plane
Walked out the door
Headed for the hills
Reached for the moon
Ran off
Never to be seen again.
I could join them.
If it weren't for a damn passport.
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