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Who am I?


I travel places. I travel paths.
I gather dirt, I gather 
warmth.

Blues of water vies with 
blues of the sky for the originality of the blueness and no one really win. Battle is ON since centuries and will be ON another stint of centuries to follow. Like just a passerby I passed many, like a cozy shelter I rested at many, what differs is just everything; each and everything in its own gradient, own bounds. Some more some less in tones but really it differs in everything.

Lead the 
things, sway with winds,
get flooded, feel empty in 
vastness;
and many more 
shades to follow,
many more grudges to 
swallow.

Raving my 
boat with the tide and resting at anon barren land with my anchor dropped loosely in a shy wait for another blow and start un-destined voyage again, leaving things behind. A gentle hiss of breeze, razing fire in woods, sails tied to the dock with those steel chains, sovereignty of the tiny weed flower in endless pasture I gather it all.

I 
gather it all and move along. I move along.
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This is what defines and decides Who Am I?

For co-ordinates:
Name: Agasti Kale