An untethered soul strolls through the wind
No end
Nowhere to begin
Sinking and swimming with the tide
Finding any place that will abide their vibe
A sun clad nomad
Nobody wanted even when they had
Now they’re gone
And they’re sad their glad
Finally realizing what they had
A wanderer
A restless soul
A vagrant vagabond dancing to their own song
As the world rolls on
As they sing their song that no one near can hear
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Such a powerful poem!
Poignant little piece Atomic! Fitting in is also perhaps overrated.. Have a great day. ☺️ 👍