Anonymity
Among millions
Unfamiliar spaces
Vanishing into the faces
A new heat, a new tongue
New greetings, time is fleeting
Seven sleeps of restless slumber
Eye spy at every corner
Retracing the paths of our fathers and Time
Sharing the faire of generations gone by
Of the Philosophers, Prophets, Poets, and Kings
They all have walked where I walk, seen what I see
Stood in the wonderment in being so small…
Such is my lust to wander it all
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