Lost wanderer
I am continuously wandering from one place to another, trying to make sense of things and comprehend what my mind allows me to. Though I may remain motionless or conscious. Or I may be having dinner, tea or drinking to the state of drunkeness with friends, I am traveling. I am attached to the realness of what real is, and yet detached and untouchable by the world. Though I am here as tangible as can be, I am not. I am a restless soul trying to find a sanctuary.
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It's such a dreary thought to totally be immersed in paradoxical world, constantly embattled in between contradictions. I supposed life's like that, otherwise it would be afoolish to believe that this world is fair.
Love the phrase 'Lost Wanderer".
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