#19: The Wanderer
There is nothing you could say
there is nothing you could do
He is lost inside a world
which is not for me and you.
He is thinking, he is feeling
but of what we haven’t learned.
And of which we’ll never know
until the day he has returned.
Perhaps he isn’t searching for the path that leads him home.
Perhaps we are more lost than he who knows not where he goes.
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