A Pilgrimage

Striding

across field and lake

he has left his past

long ago in his wake

His is a pilgrimage

of the soul

to find that place

where he is whole

He believes

such a place must exist

where peace and harmony

give

a loving kiss

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Once Lost in Nowhere, then Perditus

Now just a Simple Pilgrim

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