In a world so immense, so immeasurable, so intense, we are all searching for who we are. There are days we feel comfortable, and days we feel quite far. The old adage goes that 'Not all who wander are lost.' Perhaps in a forest, or up north in the frost. Some people are quite centered, they know where they're going. Others live like rivers, which take them where'er they're flowing. And still others stand alone, with nothing else to ponder, for not all who are lost, wander.


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