Walking down the forgotten street
Mile by mile his path he beat
Married to his thoughts awhile
Getting closer with each mile
The sun shines down upon his head
The road before him, a long black thread
A journey forward to an unknown place
His single hope of reaching grace
Will he make it, none can know
How he got there, where he'll go
All these things a hidden part
Only compile to create the heart
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