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[ leaving only footprints ]

my valley boy,
does the wind not carry your name?

the earth groans with its secrets
the seas roars with its truths
your feet has left its imprint
on the stones you have stepped upon
history has molded itself
for the thrill of your chase

and yet you remain
a never-ending pool of thirst
your skin itching with wanderlust
your eyes lost in the midst
of your next adventure

seeker, my pathfinder,
what are you still missing?