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Wednesday, October 20, 2010


Got a backpack all my own
A laptop and a telephone
On a road to don't know where
In a hurry just to get somewhere
Don't know why it  is I roam
From mountain top to blue sea foam
Someday I might even know
Maybe then I can let it go
Always feeling all alone
Just a dog without a bone
She is gone and won't be back
Her loving arms are all I lack
"Keep keeping on" friends all say
But I know that just won't pay
Tried church and prayer and tears
Tried anger, pain and "I  don't care"
Guess I'll be the vagabond
Drift around till I am found
Maybe one day she will send
To me another love and friend


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