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Though the dark woods he walks,
Battered, bruised and confused
Hazily roaming from the beaten path
Looking for hope and faith, receiving only pain
He knows he is the victim of mans cruel ways, but why?
Left to die, he finds his way though the dark
Through the anguish and agony he emerges,
Hurt and suffering,
His journey is not one told,
No one cares, no one knows him
He is overlooked and misunderstood, a simple outcast
In his mind it doesn’t matter, he doesn’t care
He’s happy





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