I'm the travellers song
I'm here then
I'm gone
The road so long
Going on and on and on
I'm here near the skies
I'm lost in the seas
I sing with the breeze
Or under the trees
I disappear
Then
I reappear
I hide and seek
Go on for weeks
I'm the travellers song
The road so long
I'm here then
I'm gone
Going on and on and on
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Less Than A Century
PoetryA collection of words I decided to call poetry. It takes only one To break To fix To live To die for To strive To be cruel To finally break To complete A Century
