The rhyme of a rolling stone.......
There are some that are just meant to wonder, theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood, and they dont know how to rest, ..... so they break the hearts of kith and kin, and they roam the world at will, forced to be alone in a choice that doesnt quite seem of their own choosing. The legions lost wait for your soul to collect the years of torment it took to wonder that far. And all that is left is the quiet mantra of "one day, someday i will be complete"
Oh, how i have heard this tale before, yet i will listen every time knowing that each cord pulled, and each sound echoed will be revibrated across my very being. So sit back i say, relax i say, know that you are tossing in a sea that has no friends and remember that at least you are willing to make the choices that others will never attempt, as they sit comfortable in port waiting for the right time and winds. Just lift your head and smile for their is no greater philosophy than to bluff, and grin.
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