These harsh lessons in life alone...
walking the distance far from home.
What settles there I do not know, a
fork that splits in two.

I gather my tears, the heavy blue
and pace myself against nature's hue.
The very road I traveled on is now a
decision I wished upon.

One foot in front of the other, a hassle
though I take...no looking back.
The pain now numbs what I thought I would always lack.
Furthermore, I walk with curiosities aware.

There's no more tears, not a painful glare...
indeed I travel, what awaits for me here?
My heart is joyful without a care.

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