The Man with No Identity...

...Knows No Anguish, Peace or Serenity

Alisha
The man with no identity clings to all he sees.
Void of any directions or plans.
Like a Kite without a string.
He only knows where he came from ,
He may ..... or may not go back .
Hear him whisper a love song
that suddenly fades to black .
Who are you today Windwalker?
When do you sleep alone?
Or does the idea of solitude
Scare you to the bone?
Dont ever look in a mirror.
You may not have a reflection.
Nothing to see inside or out,
Except your own rejection.
You'll never know love or hate,
Anguish, peace , or serenity ,
Cause your the only man I know,
Who's never had Indentity .

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