Monday, August 4, 2008

My Wandering Soul

Here she goes,
She goes again,
Leaving me alone
She goes again.

She loves to travel
More than me.
She loves to explore
The World ,and even Me.
She tells me often
To Leave her alone
She is,
My close friend -
My Wandering Soul.

She asks for food
I cannot give
Peace and Love
Smile and Joy
She leave me alone
And goes for these
Wanerdig alone
In search of these.

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