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I will always be a drifter,
a dreamer if you will.
alone is me- forever,
at goodbyes I am skilled.

I will alway be a poet,
with the mind-eyes of a child.
going through the motions,
as if my life- a trial.

I will always be a drifter,
to never have a home.
so I will make one in my mind-
but I will be alone.