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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