Still walking sallowly along the road with those who join with me i stare forward and hope for the best looking behind at the backpack i carry with me no pots and pans and forks and spoons just my burdens,my baggage,but still holding tightly.
still walking, still alive, still fighting, swords ablaze, ready to take them all on, burn the world if necessary and recreate it in my image.
we both part, to become one again.
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