talkistania

New Nomad

I fall asleep in one town

I wake up in the next

I have no home to call my own

My mind it knows no rest

My thoughts: now scattered, now formative

I’m filled with wanderlust

You hear my footfalls in the night

Kicking up the dust

I exist in a plane parallel to reality I call Talkistania

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