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- Wanderer-Man... A Sonnet at allpoetry
There is a man who walks from place to place A wanderer without a home, a name - [ They say that a ribbon ] at allpoetry
They say that a ribbon
(Supposedly red) - Shade at allpoetry
I'm watching your eyes
I'm hearing you breathe - Beached at storywrite
I stood with my umbrella open and pressed hard to my back by the sea breeze. Winds were up, but it wasn't raining. I don't know if I wanted it to or not. It didn't really matte
