A wanderer, an artist, a lover,
who is he? He wouldn't know,
In the abyss of his mind,
his own soul is unknown.
Life is, to each his own,
he has a journey to unfold,
or his story remains untold.
The world would resent him,
for his actions were too bold,
lesser could he care,
he chose to be more than just a man growing old...
who is he? He wouldn't know,
In the abyss of his mind,
his own soul is unknown.
Life is, to each his own,
he has a journey to unfold,
or his story remains untold.
The world would resent him,
for his actions were too bold,
lesser could he care,
he chose to be more than just a man growing old...
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