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He tread along that rocky road
To find what none had found,
His existense, as unibiqitous
To this day he was unbound.

He gazed now, optimistically
Wondering what lay on the other side,
It was purportedly unfound
There were no rules to abide.

Was it curiousity that led him?
Or perhaps a heightened sense of things
He just wanted what none had had
When that final bell rings.

So he walked and so he ran
It didn't really make him happy or sad
He had just disappeared, and not a soul could find him
And had achieved what nobody had..

 
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