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Oct 2018
My grandfather asked me
Grandson what will you be
Will you travel the land
Just like me?

I didn't know how to Awnser
I didn't know what to say
So I thought about it
And I prayed

For my grandfather had traveled the world
To see what he could see
I wanted to be like him
I wanted it to be me

I didn't want to travel the land I wandered
And he asked me why not
Because It has already been traveled
At least thats what I thought

There is more to discover in this world of ours
He told me one day
So travel the ocean
Travel and stay

Each place is sacred he told me
Respect present and past
Each day thank the lord
For at least that task

Every nation has beauty
He did explain
Respect the culture
The one and the same
Veronica clark
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Veronica clark  38/F/Reno
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