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The Runaway Drifter


A world filled with terrible things amok, Where people are rigid and getting stiffer. There lives a man who refuses to be stuck, He is known as the runaway drifter. He runs away from all the hate, The confusion, the pain, the endless war. He indulges in the peace he constantly ate, That stops him from feeling poor. If only the people would drift within, The vastness of their own consciousness. Then real change would definitely begin, And we would understand and treasure us. The drifter drifts on his own, Meeting one or two who drift too. He hopes to develop and hopes to loan, The peace he feels to his own.
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