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The Solitary Walker

To confide in, everyone needs a friend,
But I didn’t need one.
Keep wondering why is that so,
For I keep everything locked and safe.
Never believe anyone could walk with me,
For none will stay forever.
Even if they stay,
Won’t leave when I leave.
The road is often rough,
But not always, so prefer to walk alone.
People come and go but fade away,
Its me the solitary walker who walks the miles.