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| Wanderer OR a fool..?? |
I don't know if I am really a smart wanderer or just a foolish fool.
As I have wandered long enough foolishly thinking to meet you some day.
You know that I yearn your pretty little eyes and adore your vision of everything for a greater good.
But what you don't know is that I still search for you in the crowds of hundreds of millions of people around me.
I still search for you in the vast empty fields of corns and millet of this un-ending lands.
And that's not the least, my eyes still won't stop scanning each passing cars in the city lights you might be in.
They still longs for you on the windy roads and in shooting stars.
They will keep counting the hours, days, and years unless you come back to me.
But alas, here I stand all alone and afraid about not knowing who really I am.
A wanderer or a fool..!!??
For I have wandered long enough to believe the captivity in the shackle of your arms was the solace I had been looking for...
