"I walked alone too far,
when it was quiet and dark.
I heard the leaves and river flow,
a reminder for me to grow.
The bird chirped, its song whispered,
nostalgia returning for a show.
Then, lights came, and the sun shone again,
and one day it rained once more.
All I captured seemed in vain,
and I remembered the stars, and the crowds' laugh.
Tragedy uproots, yet I was there to bear fruit,
and in the end, I remembered that it was all thought alone.
Yet, I walked alone too far."
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