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Walking along the beaten path,
the fall sun shines on me like a warm bath.
This forest is the last.
I am alone,
I am one with the world.
I feel the heart beat of a thousand creatures,
I'm all alone on this rainy, cold and empty street.
Where have you gone?
Do you still care about me?
Look i see a light on!
I'm limping up to the door hoping to find you there.
