Trouver 

I feel as if I was a vagabond 

Searching for a place to call home 

Tho my feet seem to be on the ground

My heart has veered

I wander in search for a place to call mine

Where there is an engrossed intent

A riveting call to life 

Is where I shall be found 

Yet still be careful there is an antonym 

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