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I've drifted down the rough roads & worn shoes out searching for the lost things. My pack jingles with dropped keys, my bedroll is stuffed with missing socks.
But the locket i wear holds the best treasures. The lost souls I've found along the way.
Wandering beings adrift in their own right. Silent points of light, untied, untethered.
I've gathered them together & keep them there. Bind them close to my heart.
A home a glow with their potential, their warmth, their light.

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