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This is a path for lost wanderers When you feel like your heart is lost and nowhere to go When your thoughts and words are tangled and wouldn’t flow Where do I step my feet and escape this labyrinth? Though crest of waves may devour me Into the deepest void of the turquoise-blue I am prepared to swirl the seas Wind might gravitate me away and set me in an unknown place One step forward for my soul urges me to take the journey Realms may turn upside down Hearts may sink or soar How do I unmoor and Where do I go? A lost traveler with the passion of wandering Aimlessly searching yet desires to be found Being alive is a peculiar feeling Even though my soul is in the state of healing In a world with myriad of twists Life is hard to decipher and puzzling to exist But I shall keep my armor on With the spirit as dauntless as a lion For a missing wanderer like me Fate will lead me to where I’m supposed to be Whether roaming around cities and voyaging continents Unraveling maps that contain memories Finding my way back to where it all began Retracing lost trails with a compass in my hand No matter where I incessantly roam My heart will always find a way to a place called home.
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Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 10:59 AM UTC
The Lost Wanderer
This is a path for lost wanderers When you feel like your heart is lost and nowhere to go When your thoughts and words are tangled and wouldn’t flow Where do I step my feet and escape this labyrinth? Though crest of waves may devour me Into the deepest void of the turquoise-blue I am prepared to swirl the seas Wind might gravitate me away and set me in an unknown place One step forward for my soul urges me to take the journey Realms may turn upside down Hearts may sink or soar How do I unmoor and Where do I go? A lost traveler with the passion of wandering Aimlessly searching yet desires to be found Being alive is a peculiar feeling Even though my soul is in the state of healing In a world with myriad of twists Life is hard to decipher and puzzling to exist But I shall keep my armor on With the spirit as dauntless as a lion For a missing wanderer like me Fate will lead me to where I’m supposed to be Whether roaming around cities and voyaging continents Unraveling maps that contain memories Finding my way back to where it all began Retracing lost trails with a compass in my hand No matter where I incessantly roam My heart will always find a way to a place called home.
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Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 10:59 AM UTC
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