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SOLITUDE |
The wind whistles overhead I cover my ears I shut my eyes Still I hear its call its moan within the confines of my mind I turn away from its hold yet it finds me even as I struggle away It beckons so temptingly opening its arms to enclose me I look away and yet I ride down the path of solitude I try to return where distant sunbeams fall But I cannot and now I tread so solemnly down the Path of Solitude...
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