Yon wight doth wander anon,
Thither and hither in search of a place,
Wherefore to rest his weary bones;
To find a home with a gentle embrace.
He seeks a refuge from life's toils,
To soothe his soul and ease his pain,
Where peace and love shall be his spoils,
To keep him safe from life's disdain.
He seeks a place of solace and hope,
Where he can find a moment's reprieve,
A place where life can give him scope,
To find a rest and a blissful reprieve.
Though his journey is long and hard,
He is determined to reach his goal;
Wherefore, he will follow his heart,
To find his home and his soul.
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