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The Path

By the poet

From the mists of time.That surrounds my past.Are many lines that i have crossed.And with every path i take.I remember something i have lossed.And something i must forsake.Something i must forsake.I stand amongst my shadow.A cold person to what i was.Many friends are gone.And i am the one whose now so alone (so alone).In the past i would make others happy and laugh.Heart as bold as a lion.That was then.If i said it now i would be lying.Who will make me happy and laugh? As i continue my journey.Along this path.Along this path...

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