Nashville


Seer, as it may appear to
An outlander who stopped by to see through

A manifest to those who know me
Oblivious for them, will it ceaseless be

To them who never took a fancy

But it's just the entirety
Of the journey that he's going to crave
After the destinations been reached so sweetly

For I've devoured the jaunt to a great extent
Never have I discerned my consent

It's an obligation to set foot and find "solace"
Because it's just the manner you need to ace

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