Another small poem. Not much, but hey, enjoy.
Walking in this darkness
I see nothing.
Looking for a light.
Looking for a life.
My eyes are covered.
I wander the earth.
Or at least, that’s what they say.
They urge me onward.
They make me,
The wanderer.
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