#6 the path ahead

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Strolling through the streets alone

I search my way to find my home

The streets are empty, no one in sight

While the stars and moon, illuminate the night

The road behind me is dark and gloom

I was afraid,and stayed in my room

I turned around to look behind

Seeing myself, how I was confined

I sighed and turned around again

And see myself growing from all the pain

I've met different kinds along my way

Some turned around while some decided to stay

The path ahead is far and long

But I'll keep going, and find my home














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