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Free To Roam

Fearless, careless, I'm free to roam This entire world, I call my home The sky's my roof, the ground my cot Stone for a pillow, that's my lot I eat sometimes, sometimes I don't The dress I wear is all I own Remember me? No one is there That's why I don't have any care A nameless soul, a fameless man Anyone like me is my clan Content I am under God's dome For though I'm poor, I'm free to roam 28th January 2023

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Date: 1/30/2023 11:34:00 AM
A poem with exquisite craftsmanship. A lasting vitality. A huge round of applause for your fantastic win, JO. Sincere best wishes
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Date: 1/28/2023 12:16:00 PM
I like the complexity in this, on one hand, there is freedom, but on another, there is a cost, but skillfully done by your talented pen!
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Date: 1/28/2023 7:48:00 AM
His being succinctly explained in your opening lines, Jo: This entire world, I call my home The sky's my roof, the ground my cot... Excellent write!
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