Alone and Lonely I Scale My Path
And hence forth I am alone
A lone worrier
Going back to my den
And live like the old
Dragon with no companion
In a lost jungle
Who?
Will come to be a friend
Whom will i ever open my platter
Of thoughts,like varieties of fruits
In custured,
I alone will pull my sledge
Alone shall row my boat
For in me alone i see my companion
Until death pull us apart
Our travel end
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