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The Wanderer

An adventurer of sorts, Moving here and there, and yet Nowhere, I find everything everywhere. Sometimes liked, sometimes disliked, But most times, Just misunderstood... While speaking in a similar language, Still more a foreigner than a commoner ; only because the subject is foreign Not the language itself.... What is the commonwealth If wealth can be so uncommon, As only titillating in a dream....

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