Wednesday, June 15, 2011

‎"There's a race of men that don't fit in,

A race that can't sit still;


So they break the hearts of kith and kin, 


And they roam the world at will.


They range the field and rove the flood,


...And they climb the mountain's crest;


Their's is the curse of the gypsy blood,


And they don't know how to rest."




~ Robert W. Service ~



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