Wandering, forever walking.
Bright light, burning on my face.
People are running,
Their voices talking.
Crushing, slowly breaking.
I do not know.

Voices surrounding me, deafening.
Quiet, but oh so loud.
I hear them clearly,
I hear them beckoning,
Pushing and shattering.
I do not understand.

People everywhere, clinging.
Burning eyes on fire.
They look at me.
I am falling, failing.
They do not see.
Do not understand.

I am alone.
A flower, a rock, a tree standing tall.
Always walking onwards.
I will succeed.


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