Ring Wandering Poem by Invalid Files

Ring Wandering



Wandering,
Ring wandering,
Round and round,
Until I'm found

I search and
lose myself,
eventually fading
out

Swirling the milk
with a spoon,
sooner or later
it's all blended
in a single cup

I'm lost but
I'm here
The place I stand
Is it my identity?

Wandering,
Ring Wandering,
Round and round,
Until I'm found

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