Weary Traveler

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After but a few days,
He finally heads home,
Suitcase in hand,
He starts to shiver,
And runs a bit.

He slows from his sprint,

To a jog,


And finally to a walk,
Coughs up a paper,
Flings himself open,
And eats his last bagged sandwich…
He is his suitcase





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