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Fading fast

like the shirt on your back

once bright and new

now old and torn

worn by the elements

clinging to your back

as you sweat under the burden of your possessions

dragging them through the streets

endlessly roaming

aimlessly moving forward into nothingness

everyday you grow older

it seems you were left behind

another travel weary spirit

broken, cast aside

your leather skin cracks under the burning sun

your hollow bones moan in the freezing wind

worn thin, a leaf in a raging storm

your body yearns for rest

but the only rest is in death

the only peace is in sorrow

your path has been marked

follow on into oblivion