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She had no home

When I met her as a happy wanderer

Navigating from places to places

I did told her I had nothing to offer

But the simple comfort of my chest

 

To this she looked at me smiling

“Hey you adventurer”, she told me

“You’re the one I have been waiting,

Home I don’t need, free I want to be”

 

“The road is a paved way to paradise,

Like the snail my house is this bag,

I ...

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