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Jun 2017
Where I have stood
Many others have gone before,
Where I have stood
I expect there will be a very many more.

But from what I saw--
That is from where I stood--
I saw the different colors of this world.
The evil, the ugly, the bad, and good.

From where I stood
I listened as attentive as I could be,
I tried to listen to the world
As it shouted whispers at me.

I danced with danger
With lady luck by my side,
But neither fortune nor fame would let me
Have either as a bride.

From where I stood
neck deep in troubles and woes,
I stood there patiently,
Like a boulder who knows.
As a boulder knows that Time and the elements will chip, carve, and smooth it down and finally away,
But it would take a very long time
Until that fateful day.

So there I stood
At the ends of the earth,
And saw but another beautiful cycle
Of the Dawn's new day, if creation's birth.

Come. Stand where I have stood and leave the door always just ajar,
For this is the land of hopes and dreams,
Not so very far.
Nomad
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