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I WALK ALONG THE SIDE ROADS,
NOT NEAR THE BUSY STREETS,
AWAY FROM ALL THE NONSENSE,
A PLACE TO WALK AND THINK.
I ASK MYSELF A QUESTION,
NO ANSWER COMES TO MIND,
MORE QUESTIONS THAN ARE ANSWERS,
I WALK ALONE THAT'S FINE.
I HAVE NO JOB..
I HAVE NO HOME,
MISTAKES THEY SAY I'VE MADE,
TO BREAK AWAY FROM STATUS QUO,
TO LIVE MY LIFE AGAIN.
I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'M GOING,
NOT SURE OF WHO I AM..
NOT SURE IT EVEN MATTERS,
FOR ME A SENSE I'M FREE.
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