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Rated: E · Poetry · Philosophy · #163870
truth-seeking with impunity
15 May 91


         I am not a pilgrim;
I just hopped the train of thought
When it stopped
At the junction of diversity.

         I am not a vagrant;
I only meandered when I gandered
At what I had slandered
When I was rooted to the tree of conformity.

         And I am not a traveling fool;
I merely take in stride when I'm taken for a ride
And confined inside
When some well-read lawman gives me a booking.

         I am just a wanderer;
I have never found a twin nor the scarcity of sin
In all the places I have been
And so I'm still looking.
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