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Walking along
an old beaten path
wondering who has come before you
where does it lead?
how far does it go?
when will it end?
footprints to follow

As the sun sets
the moon leads your path
as you walk on and on
the wind blows harder and harder.
the trees are waving in the wind
ROCKS ARE FLYING EVERYWHER.
and it NEVER. EVER. ENDS

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She sits alone
as a wilted rose
lonely with nowhere to go.
she could be happy, she could be sad.
but no one will ever know.
What is she thinking?
is it something bad?
someone must love her
and be her friend.
or else
what
can
she
do?

The Place

An old picture
sits in her hand
as she dreams away
of a far away land.




In the land there are people,
of all shapes and sizes.
everyone is happy,
with hidden surprizes.



But life isn't like that,
and this girl knows.
But she takes this place with her,
wherever she goes.




As she thinks of this place,
she sits for a while.
pondering with her mind,
she may even break a smile