Wanderer

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As I wander through the trees, the sun tries to catch my eyes through the leaves.

As I wander, I think about what lives under the rocks I carefully step over.

As I wander towards my tree house I admire the beautiful world which we use to live in.

As I wander I feel unstuck by fresh air.

As I wander I realize life is perfect, being able to see and smell, able to touch and taste, being able to feel and think and love.

And so I wander to where my heart is and sleep.

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⏰ Last updated: May 27, 2014 ⏰

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