My friend, the Tumbleweed.

Who knows? Who knows?

Where a tumbleweed goes.

How vast and how great is its journey?

With the wind by its side, unaffected by time.

It travels the Earth from its birth.

 

Over the land which it was once a part of.

Through weather, both good and bad.

It tells a tale as it tediously travels.

A tale not bound by great riches or battles.

It simply whispers the truth, a truth long forgotten.

 

It’s not about how you get there,

How you show off your style and clothes.

Its about the journey and finding new bro’s.

Its about having new experiences with all travelers alike.

My friend, the tumbleweed, said so and I think he’s right.

 

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  • Hmm on Jul 14, 2009

    lol thats pretty weird, you talk to tumbleweeds?

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