Along this big winding path i must walk,
looking hard for the exit all the way,
Unware of what it is that i do stalk,
Speaking but with nothing i can say.
Wondering where i go in this tale,
Praying there is people at the end.
Hoping that my dreams don't derail,
So many thoughts my mind does bend.
Being careful that i do not trip or fall,
Fearing that i could be here for days.
Scared no one around will hear my call,
And now i must walk within this haze.
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