The Nomad
Drifting
Like dust on the wind
One second there
One second not
A nomad
Never staying
Always on the
Move
Toward an
Unknow goal
Once gone
Unable to find
Once lost
Unable to be recalled
Leaving no trail
Leaving nothing
Except memories
Remembered forever
poem by Autumn Winds
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