The local wanderer
Where do you go
For that matter
From whence you came?
Always walking to and fro
Along the coastal path
A home on the hill
With a flag pole out front
A room with a view
Close to the sea
And even closer to the free
Way
Out there alone
I see your light at night
Shining forth in the dark
I wonder
For how long will you stay
This time.







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