In a trip of a rogue
There is no fears and limit
The ways he takes are always new
Nobody can tell what will happen
Future is always a secret
Past is an experience
Warmness is eating regularly
Trust is nothing to do with the life
Someday there won't be a place to stay
for a long time or forever rest
The feet urge to move to a certain path
Somewhere which feels of nowhere
Anxiety, worry and puzzling
He let those three things buried on the soil
deep deep under old trees of last forest
Sometimes it comes back when danger faces
A life of a rogue
A strong will and curiosity
Nobody can beat those bravery
May God blesses you and the day we meet comes
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