Sat here now, so many miles from home
I know what it is to be alone
I know what it is to wander the realm of dreams
I know what it is to rip reality at the seams
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here's a blanket David! no good catching a cold too, wouldn't you agree? Great poem on our wanderings through life. Mostly we have to do it alone. Luckily for us poets, there is always a place to call home. Smiling at you, Tai, in de skies with Aciiiiiid Test
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here's a blanket David! no good catching a cold too, wouldn't you agree? Great poem on our wanderings through life. Mostly we have to do it alone. Luckily for us poets, there is always a place to call home. Smiling at you, Tai, in de skies with Aciiiiiid Test