traveller
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I was always a man on move, a man on run, a man on Highway
Maybe, that is my destiny, my karma, my go to place, my secret conclave
Highways keep on surprising me as magic unfolds every second
Traveller
[ Inspired by the story "Going Places" by A. R. Barton ]
My mind is afloat with many ideas,
Thoughts are ignited inside the eye of things which cannot be erased.
Can this path of life lead to the place that I can call home,
I walked a weary path,
Downtrodden and alone;
No friend by my side,
And nothing to call my own.