Wanderer

Wanderer

By Allie Marie
He’s just a wanderer

detached from his path.

Dirt is smeared between his toes.

Everyone asks where he will go.

“From forests to desserts,” he says,

“to see what the world creates.”

No one will dare to answer

they can relate.

He’s just a wanderer.

He sees what they don’t dare to know.

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