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19 Barely two months  Leaving everything  Leaving the world I knew  Leaving all for 18 months  There was only me now  There I stood at the termibak There I stood in a foreign culture 
Being alone Is all I own. But there's nothing, no, When they all go.   A facade I wear... Why should I care When my feelings no one shares, When wherever I go, Nobody's there?
I'm standing at a crossroads, not sure which route to take. Should i take the right road, of which so few chose. Or should i take the other, and live a life I cannot make.
*Down a dusty road he walked, his feet were always bare. No one passing with him talked, not a soul did care. None could fathom what he sought, or even wonder why.
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