The wanderer follows the golden leaves
for he perceives the flowing wind,
never is he confined to boundaries.
The wanderer follows the raging waters
for he will always have the honors,
never will he not go yonder.
The wanderer knows no bound
for he will always run around
wandering to every town.
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The Wanderer
Submitted by Cutwil on March 30th, 2018
