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Oct 2017
I wonder alone
On this broken road
It has no turns
No bends
It is only straight

I've walked forever
On this broken road
It's served no point
No goal
Only to keep on going

My feet have bled
On this broken road
I grow weary
Grow tired
No longer able to walk
On this broken road
Written by
soaringllama  17/M/Minnesota
(17/M/Minnesota)   
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