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The Wanderer Advances

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I wandered through time,


Though uncertain,

I marched forward

Like a soldier in formation

And then I fell out.

The line advanced without me

And I remained,

Slowly enveloped by ascertain stillness,

My resolve flowing around me

Like a royal cloak.

Now my mind is full of strange things,

Wise secrets,

Heavy truths.

I see a new way

And if I advance now

I know I will not march, 

Or walk,

I will take to the skies,

I will rise.

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