My life is a whirl wind of this much I'm sure
No surprise to me yet that no one can endure
The chaos and havoc I dare call my own
To live on a whim with out having a home
So I challenge myself to see what the world has to give
There's a solitude to this life that I'm choosing to live
Despite constantly being surrounded by ever changing faces
And day in and day out waking in always new places
I guess the allure is for me to never die alone
So no matter what continent I'm on I'll have friends of my own.
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