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There was a story, there was a road

The pages faded, some cobbled stones

Worn by the weather, torn up in storms
Forgotten statements, eroded tomes

Where is the way now? I check the road
The way is missing, exclaim out loud

I trip and stumble, bleeding alone
Pen to the journal, replacing stones.

 
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