sometimes,it does feel like im walking this lonely path alone.sort of like an empty shell..
immune to people and their facade..almost dream like..
just walking and walking..
wishing it would end,sometime soon,
but it sucks because i don't know where's the end to that path,
because,not only am i so engrossed in reaching the end,
i don't even stop to smell the wild flowers growing by the sides of it,
and sometimes.as plain as they might look,
those flowers will be the sweetest thing I'll ever smell
through out that journey...
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