A loner I was, and a peripatetic soul, never rested at one place, in search of something that my heart never conjured. From crowded streets to desolate places, I traversed all without much respite, for an unruly restlessness crowded my mind. And in search of nothingness, I became a vagabond. Then one day as the fragrance of some nosegay wrapped around the waist of a damsel drove me wild. And I followed her along, behind the boulders, across the mountains and in the bed of the ocean,  it was peace at last. 

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