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And his one & only home Has always been the unknown He is destined to roam And he does so alone He's a wanderlust In nature he trusts He knows of the dangers But keep trying he must He's directionless His affection missed But in the wild Is where he finds bliss
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May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 5:17 PM UTC
Wild Bliss
And his one & only home Has always been the unknown He is destined to roam And he does so alone He's a wanderlust In nature he trusts He knows of the dangers But keep trying he must He's directionless His affection missed But in the wild Is where he finds bliss
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May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 5:17 PM UTC
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