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Wandering Off
Wandering I've wandered many a place
Never though of myself as being lost, but
it's strange when you say how many places
you've seen the odd looks you get why you'd
Think the only place on earth is we're your born
But moving around has its graces many rewards
culled from the different nations if you remain in
your homeland how can you say I know my neighbour
Not the one on either side of your house though it's
strange even then people don't know one another's name
It's called minding your own business or in real terms
I don't care if you're  sick or dead just leave me alone
The world is a wonderful place I haven't seen nearly
enough so I'm thinking thinking about wandering off
No particular place in mind after all it's one very diverse
planet but well the universe and I we're kind of mates
I don't rough it up or tear it apart depends on me how well
the world treats me feet bus train or plane I'm wandering off

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