Poem: My Voyager.

I was born on mortals
In the little belly of a mother,
wander the whole mortal yet hungry
So the brain as Voyager runs
Although I am on mortals seated
Voyager is as dwarf as it gets
To get all the flavors
Incessantly running beyond far horizon.
Back or not back in own way
don't care, walk around
enjoy as much as possible,
Certainly not in hell
Even not get the Heaven .

**KRN**
01.07.2024.T
Writco: 01.07.2024

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