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To explore, curious and unworried, a little distance from the others. 
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curious and unworried.. but i still wandered too far from the path to ever find it again.. maybe i'll find elsewhere instead.. 
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i once wandered out into the world and found out that if i went far enough i ended up right where i had started, right here, with you 
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Will you wonder where I wandered once upon a when When you're writhing in wonder within my wishes without me then Then will you wonder where I wander and when and how far i went? 
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I describe for you a flower,   seen once many years ago,   and return with impassioned haste   to the window to watch   dissapointment walk toward my unlocked door.     Upon cushioned impact, I step back   decades, recalling smiles and   words; ah.....forgive me, promises.     How can I remember your face   with only photographs?     My hand isn't responding to my useless   meandering.   Have another smoke and remember the   pages of semi circles spread upon the   grass.     Does everything stumble when uttered?     My minutes are hours,   Hours are daze,   Daze is forever.     I look to my wrist and watch it break   as if bound to Hercules arrow.     Nothing matters except lines with warmth.   Nothing matters except teaching and learning to watch.   Nothing matters except pressure.     There are no conventions with muted weavings.     I would lose my pride with the quick slash.   Take the pain apart to find its source.     Believe nothing, for the angels   never miss a hated soul that has remained beating.     Such pompous words, such that even this is inextricable from nearness.     I can't recall a single moment when I   am free of you. Nor do I wish to.     You will haunt me with broken bottle   nights, and I lie here not knowing how   or when hell will freeze over, or if I will still be able to continue to walk down this path. 
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Brash, though I be,   I just have to be me.   As I bumble along   in this merriment's song,   in this moment I am strong!   With this lightness of air,   I can go... anywhere! 
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I am free   To go wherever I please   For all   of my days 
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what's it to you? 
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