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Tired and walking doing the best she can to stay awake. Walking amisally into the black abuses. She stumbles to find her way. She falls but gets back up again. Her clothes drenched with tears her eyes red with anger. Her hair down and flowing in the wind. She walks past never truly stopping for anyone. She will walk forever and never truly being somewhere never truly being here. She will never be here no matter how far she walks. She walks alone. Her side is where her love is… no one is there. Infrout of her is where her friends are… no one is there. Behind her is where her enemies are… everyone is there. Stabbing talking looking down appond her… never truly there. She will walk for all of her life… but she will not find me! For I am here