March 8, 2009
Wandering around, aimlessly
Plotting to uncover the truth
Of this lie I call my life
The stage is set as I make my way
Straight into the ivory unknown
What is to be discovered?
What is to become of me?
For my past is a mystery
My future's unsure
Just have to keep wandering
Till I acquire the truth I seek

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