Wanderer

By , fairfield, NJ
We are of human, bone and flesh

That which separates us from all the rest,

and questions the holy ghost.

For if there were a correct response,

Minds would wander and lives would be lost,

Upon the darkness we shed some light,

inopportune, but enchanting inside.





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