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The Wanderer
The Wanderer
Walking alone down the road of thoughtfulness.
No one there but myself.
I stop and think of us together, me and you all alone.
I see a light up ahead.
I miss you more than ever.
Walking here on that trail of lonesomeness.
Will I get there?
Yes, I will.
Just not today.
The wanderer will make it.
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