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 Alone from the world, 
hiding and lingering  
beautiful solitude 
is a custom to this man
 
A heavy burden he carries 
deep within himself 
yet he still goes on 
but for what?
 
The blood on his hands, 
scars on his neck 
no family to go to 
but he wont turn back
 
No arms can comfort, 
no key can unlock 
these tragic memories 
bound to his heart
			 
for he’s a lone rider 
a knight in disguise 
a passing wonder 
that has secrets to hide
 
so if you see this man 
take a good long look 
cause before you know it 
he'll be gone, 
carrying on
 
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