Wanderer Soul

Oh! free wanderer soul

it’s time to go home now,

to set aside all the adventures

and not think where, what and how.

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I am a writer of moods. My emotions drive my words. The words change as the wheel of the racing car of life take another turn into the unknown. The turns fill in adventure. The adventure consists of all the flavours— sweet, sour, bitter, salty. The various flavours of life make the life worth living, sans boredom.

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