My path is clear,
nothing behind nothing ahead,
nothing to find, nothing to get,
soulless wandering.
Why do I keep going
when every branch leaves a mark in my heart?
Why do I keep breathing
when every inhale tears my soul apart?
It's easy to walk downhill,
but what's on the bottom?
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