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in truth i was always leaving-
so much in fact,
i wasn't sure that i ever truly arrived.
i was drawn to the places i was not,
seduced by minds not yet understood
and enticed by paths left unexplored.
the world is too vast to stay put -
i will follow where the wind go,
consume the knowledge of all i meet
and soak in the wonder of the skies.
for i am insatiable and always wanting,
unable to soothe my wandering soul;
home has never had a name,
nor love a heart to hold.
but please sit with these weary bones;
give me a place to lay my head,
i'll stay with you till morning -
and wait to begin again.
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