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No wood told me where my path my lie,
No drummer set the beat to my pace,
For I walk alone and on my own.

Eyes closed, sight blind,
I stand in front of the world,
With no paths closed,
With no paths mine,
Always looking ahead,
Finally taking the first step.

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