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Help. The further we walked, the further away we got. Help. Standing here never seemed so scary; This view never seemed so wrong. Help. I was once the voice in your head telling you all was right, when the world was breaking down. Help. The path has parted. The road is disappearing, but maybe we can stop it from going away. Help. They say that there is safety in numbers, that people can always count on somebody. But what if that somebody isn't there anymore. Help. What if that somebody was walked away, away onto the path that was walked years ago only to forgotten and abandoned. Help. I guess, I guess thats just the way things go.