Sunday, April 23, 2017

March of the Wanderer

The Wanderer sees, the Wanderer wanders. 


Everything his own, and yet nothing his own. 


All by his own hand, and yet nothing by his own hand. 


All by his will, and yet nothing by his will. 


The Wanderer sees, the Wanderer wanders. 


The Wanderer wanders, the Wanderer marches. 


Within the Wanderer lies everything


Yet


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