just another poem about change

these vagabond blues

feed my lost soul

but i am aware now

of the intrinsic beauty

of being lost at sea

i am on the verge

of a change in scenery

a story as ageless

as a redwood tree

i am stalking

the great white hope

knowing it will find me

when i submit to

a soft spring night

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