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Gwanwyn

Chill as we wander, We know we are far from lost.

Though we may wander,
We are never ever lost.
As we pay this price,
We will never count its cost.
Walking these long roads,
Singing songs long forgotten.
Sowing seeds anew,
While casting out the rotten.

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“Theo Dyssean” is an internationally unknown expert in asking questions, finding answers, not getting caught, and not getting killed [and/or eaten by bears]. He enjoys moonlit runs down dark alleyways, and romantic evenings working through an interpreter who speaks less of the target language than he does. His hobbies include being in the wrong place at the wrong time, knowing where the exits are, being the fastest runner in the room, borrowing bikes, and sleeping in HVAC ducts. His religious and political views tend to orbit dominantly around Bobby Finstock’s Three Rules.

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clluelo
clluelo
2 years ago

Huh, my life really . I have so far travelled to some wonderful places . Been to great postings and am looking forward to more roads . I will never feel a moment of regret . I am excited about my new plans coming up.

Miche
Miche
2 years ago

Spring! Yay for pursuing worthwhile things in new directions. ❤️

Write on, Warrior Poet, write on.

Miche
Miche
2 years ago
Reply to  Miche

😮 It’s a Haiku

toriloliver
toriloliver
2 years ago

A good description of life.

Annica
Annica
2 years ago

Beautiful!

mickyjm
2 years ago

You inspire the soul Luke.

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