Wonderer
How dreadful is it to come
To these place of unknown
Where we’re just mere people
Wondering around
Some with a purpose
Some aimlessly
How dreadful is it here
In these place of unknown
Where speech becomes limited
Action speaks louder than words
Ignored seems like forever
But brisk is just enough
How dreadful is it becoming
Of these place of unknown
Things becoming alien
A place not belonging
Happened at such time
Fantasy is now better
Words not need spoken
Understanding is all needed
But without communication
All that is, is none
Remains a riddle
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