The Traveler

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Outcast by my family I'm setting out on my own
Looking for a place to settle A place I can call home
I'm walking out with nothing But the clothes upon on my back
In too much of a hurry There's no time for me to pack
I alone define the rules for my life
I will stand behind convictions of mine
I am the traveler
Wandering through endless fields Traversing sand and gravel
Many spots I come across On this road I travel
The day begins to fade away Relinquishing to night
I stop to rest my weary bones I'll pick up at first light
In another place I stop My needs I do betray
Befriend no one; make no ties I do not plan to stay
Never shall my journey end There's no home for me
I call upon my patron saint Forever keep me free