you were once a wanderer,
lost on the outskirts of a town,
oh how revolting that town was!:
so provocative, so demanding.
never gentle, and so draining.
so many times you thought
that an oasis you discovered,
but wrong you were trice.
nevertheless, you docked,
permanently, on an island
far, far away from the pollution
of the town and its inhabitants.
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