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I act like a forlorn traveller from a far off land who belongs everywhere and nowhere. I act like a child who finds joy even in the littlest of things. I act like a dancer who forgot his steps. I act like a singer with a bad throat. I act like a human who enjoys simple pleasures. I act free the kind that people often associate with lunacy and question my sanity. I act like myself. A lone star burning bright in the sea of darkness. ~Pacific Wolf
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Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 12:26 AM UTC
Lone Gypsy
I act like a forlorn traveller from a far off land who belongs everywhere and nowhere. I act like a child who finds joy even in the littlest of things. I act like a dancer who forgot his steps. I act like a singer with a bad throat. I act like a human who enjoys simple pleasures. I act free the kind that people often associate with lunacy and question my sanity. I act like myself. A lone star burning bright in the sea of darkness. ~Pacific Wolf
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Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 12:26 AM UTC
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