If I ran to four corners
Seeking what I know not
I'd run from misunderstanding
All the pressures of questions I know no concrete answers to
No five or ten year plan
I have floated through life
Seeking adventure and understanding
Pleasure and pain have known me well
But understanding has been adrift of me
For I am the mystery you will jump to conclusions
So you think you may understand
An enigma of sorts as I fight the urge to run...
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