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I can't seem to find my way home. Through this world I roam. Rejected and alone. I miss the times when I was happy. But now my clothes are tattered. My boots are worn and battered. But I still walk these lonely roads.
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Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 2:35 AM UTC
Drifter
I can't seem to find my way home. Through this world I roam. Rejected and alone. I miss the times when I was happy. But now my clothes are tattered. My boots are worn and battered. But I still walk these lonely roads.
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nathan-wilson
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nathan-wilson
Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 2:35 AM UTC
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