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into the wild (for Chris)


he survived in the wilderness
for more than three months
foraging for berries
and edible roots
and although he had planned
to hike to the coast
Chris McCandless died in the wild
aged just twenty four

two years he had crossed
the country alone
the self-described voyager
whose home was the road
abandoned his car
and shed his real name
headed north to Alaska
down the snow covered trail

he remained in good health
as he lived off the land
on a diet of rice
lean meat and wild plants
only to find the warm joy
of winter's last shiver
drowned with his dreams
in the now flowing river

cut off from the world
when the spring thaw arrived
he kept an account in his journal
of this painful demise
found next to a camera
and a selection of books
alongside his body
in a derelict bus

he died as he lived
alone in the wild
leaving only his story
and one last image behind
so he can smile at the world
as his adventure is told
the self described voyager
whose home was the road





















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