What Is This Thing We Call Life?

What is this thing we call life?
I am rote by what started out as clay
I am a waif, or am I a stray?
Walking contemporary streets in a tattered robe
Barefooted with the vibe of an old soul
A free spirit that cannot find his way back home

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