I have voyaged far, crossed many oceans I have seen the unseen, the grotesque. We are cable of, but I have also met kind people, I never sank into the abyss of cynicism.
I have seen flowers no botanist has, but I keep it, a secret the nameless will be hidden.
I rejoice, for I have found my modest me obliquely I was not here nor there confused. as semi-transparent waiters passing my table erased me from their memories.