Walk alone
I was standing here when I awoke; how did I even get here, is this a joke?
I walk alone in silence with no one to depend; I walk in the snow for days on end
I came to realise this was life; a long cold journey I had to walk alone and survive
The blankness is space for me to fill in and create; a picture of what I allow, there is no fate!
I rely on me, I design my path; I say this with a knowing laugh.
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