A place to go

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I've crossed the road
ofburning pavement barefooted.
Swam the seas of tears
with my numbing limbs. 

 I've crossed all that there was
with no inkling idea
to the where I am supposed to go
or was there even a place to go. 

 Yet the last strand of hope
seemed so hard to break
 And I find my body,
 though exhausted, still moving.

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