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Wanderer

I sit here and ponder how much longer i can wander... but then I realize its a blessing in disguise. I look to the skies with my heart (not my eyes) and theres a part of me that sees more than anyone believes. The wanderer wastes no time searching for one thing... the wanderer is a witness to ALL the beauty that life brings.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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