Out in the Wilderness
Crack, sizzle my campfire flickers
out in the wilderness.
The stars are bright,
unclouded by any city light
I find myself here again.
Be it desert, forest, mountain or sea
I travel and explore.
To see all the world's wonders
far from shops and stores.
No matter where I go
I find myself at home
out in this wilderness.
I am Pan
and despite this tan
I wander as a vagabond
out in my wilderness.
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