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I write because… Because the wells of contemplation The lakes of reasoning The seas of questions Call me by name. I write because the stars shimmer Men and women wander And I am a wanderer With an assigned mission Who once was an idealist, Now transformed into a realist With a vision…a realization Free of accusations, or condemnations But full of longings True to breath even unto death. Sign in to see full entry.