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I had a dream many moons ago

Where I saw myself

Old tattered and poor

I wandered the lands

In solitude towards nowhere

Its not solitude what I fear

But a life in impecuniousness

A hermit life I always longed

...Suddenly I awoke

A lesson learned from that dream

I have failed at every attempt

Isolating myself from the world

Surround myself in nature

Passion, diversion, and blood

I resist to renounce

I am a hermit...

Inside my mind and my heart