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For I am but a weary traveller, this earth holds no home for one such as I. I was young now old, once brave and bold, but in loneliness and fear I die.
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Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC
Weary Traveller
For I am but a weary traveller, this earth holds no home for one such as I. I was young now old, once brave and bold, but in loneliness and fear I die.
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mr-mojo-risin
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Scottish
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC
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