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Songs of Travel
30 printed pages
Quotes
- Nomadic Gypsyhas quoted8 years ago
Home no more home to me, whither must I wander?
Hunger my driver, I go where I must.
Cold blows the winter wind over hill and heather;
Thick drives the rain, and my roof is in the dust. - Nomadic Gypsyhas quoted8 years agoMy mistress still the open road
And the bright eyes of danger
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