Lone Walker
by Victor Senske
The one who walks alone
Day in, day out
Feeling nothing, fearing nothing
Never stops, never rests
Goes no forever to the rythem of his heart
Landscapes chang as he trudges on
From places of beauty to lands of drudgery
Like the wind, places change to their different forms
Calm to violent
Weak to strong
But the man doesnt care, he trudges on
going by the rythem of his heart
He comes to the edge where civilization stops
Looks onto all that lays before him
Stops to look at the wilderness that surrounds him
He smiles at its beauty
Then starts on again, to the new rythem of his heart
Thanks for reading
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WhiteMex90 Community Member 
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