The poem was far away and returned from so many deserts he was.
In solitude, he toured the country in the half the world and between sea and sea and two oceans, but also the same everywhere.
But he never desisted because wanted to find something more.
Again, the poem went more and more away and kept looking even he traveled missed from one place to another.
Finally, decided to return to the edge of his beginning travel.
Perplexed I read his final writing:... "Behind the Galaxy Edge, speaks indigent the same caveman "...
Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 8:59 PM UTC
The poem was far away and returned from so many deserts he was.
In solitude, he toured the country in the half the world and between sea and sea and two oceans, but also the same everywhere.
But he never desisted because wanted to find something more.
Again, the poem went more and more away and kept looking even he traveled missed from one place to another.
Finally, decided to return to the edge of his beginning travel.
Perplexed I read his final writing:... "Behind the Galaxy Edge, speaks indigent the same caveman "...
To Tom.
