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The Path Dream

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I walked on the shore
And the tide hid the way back.

I walked in the fields
And the mist made me lose the path.

I walked in the woods
Fallen leaves hid the road
So I could not return.

I walked on the hill
The snow covered my tracks
I could not find the way back.




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