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The pilgrim
Know what I think?
You're just like me
You see the pieces
And can't let them be

I look out at the world
What is it meant to be?
Is it also in search
Of its identity?

'Cause from this cliff
It's all the same
But from up close
I can't make that claim

The more I move
And the more I travel,
Is the more I get
Thrown off my saddle

Searching for our pieces
Isn't worth what we pay
Because we lose the rest
Along the way

But that's what we do
You and I
We search and search
Until we die
© Smellen D'generes