I am but a mere Traveller
On a dusty winding road,
With only a box of feelings
And my pet toad.
I met many people, many strangers,
Many foes.
But only some of them deserve their roles,
In my trampled, stampled life.
This road might fork one day
Or go on forever,
A dead end might come anytime,
If I don’t get clever.
I am but a mere Traveller,
On this dusty, winding road ;
And I still wish the journey would get lively
Like my little pet toad.

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