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The Traveler (intro) The Traveler is not a winsome man, nor a macho one. He lacks the stature of a hero; and the grace of a leader. He is no vagabond nor vagrant, but a man on a journey, comprised of a great many smaller ventures. --- The Traveler, you know, does not see like you or I. He does not see people and their places. He is blind to cars and their roads, villagers and their village, kings and their castles. Rather, he sees a place and its people. A castle and its king. A road and its car. A village and its villagers. "A miniscule difference" you might say, but an important one. --- No man sent the Traveler; he went. No man

Remembrance of you, I stop and stare, Wondering if-beneath you-the earth twirled, Run away from this forgotten world, In the end all that's left, all that there was, was air, Euphoria that was not to share, As we watched the clouds together curled, Our thoughts, feelings, forsaken 'n' forever furled Uncertainty lying in wait on a prayer Time froze as you were so fair Thus tonight is for the eternal saving While tomorrow is for the ephemeral wasting Identity is curled in its selfish lair Fight the fiendish tomorrow! Deny it right, sanctity and all for which we prepare! But alas (alas!) in the air, with a face so fair, in