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This is my confession- we all want acceptance, to know that we are us and they are them
I am a wanderer, crossing borders. My home today will be tomorrow just another place I've been

I have always been a traveler. A gypsy peddling my wares
The trinkets I've taken, treasures I've found, burdens I bear
I can't tell you where I'm going. I don't know myself
I won't tell a lie, only testify to where I am now

This is my story- it is all a journey. And the road goes on beyond and before
My beginning is someone else's ending. I tell you what I know and now it is yours

I have always been a traveler. A gypsy peddling my wares
The trinkets I've taken, treasures I've found, burdens I bear
Can't tell you where I'm going. I wish I knew myself
But I won't tell a lie, only testify to the place I am now

This is the gypsy's code: Wherever you are is home

I have always been a traveler. A gypsy peddling my wares
The trinkets I've taken, treasures I've found, burdens I bear
I won't tell you where I'm going. I wish I knew myself
But I won't tell a lie, only testify to where I am now

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