To warrant one return, of one torturist scorn- then equally I possess one paved route less.
As a stone left alone, be the careless choice that dont confront. But soon start traveling much farther- when not looking back but instead I focus forward.
Through a window, I suddenly reveal an end- without scorn or sin. I finally would understand. As to how my path was made, but more this is how I will remain.
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