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outcast
distance; one didn't want this;
though there's too much resistance....
everyone just doesn't fit in; and much weight has been lifted....
one walked out that story book most need to live in; because one's heart couldn't bare another minute to be up in it....
the walk ahead is filled with fog and cold; there's no way to know how far along this road will go....
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