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The Nomad

Just a stranger in a strange land A thousand miles of desert sand With only the stars to guide me And a thirst for life inside me The moon eclipsed the desert air Then from my lips a silent prayer Enlightenment I do beseech The precipice that I might reach No boundaries that I can see This desert wind has set me free A wanderer without a home A thousand miles for me to roam

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Date: 11/14/2023 12:37:00 PM
Philosophically, we are all nomads wandering through life. There's plenty of sand to go around. I like this poem, Randy.
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Randy Freie
Date: 11/14/2023 8:40:00 PM
Thanks Daniel, I appreciate the positive feedback
Date: 11/13/2023 4:50:00 PM
You make the nomadic life look like fun and joyful. Happy travels!
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Randy Freie
Date: 11/13/2023 5:09:00 PM
Thanks David, Maybe as long as you can keep the sand out of your drawers.

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