These lines are just wandering—
They’re not tourists or migrants.
Every morning, we set out
In search of destinations.
Every so often, we find
A suitable spot to pause.
Why do we go on so long?
We don’t know where we’re going.
We hope if we keep going,
We’ll find out along the way.
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