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I am alone and unbeautiful. With everywhere to run, but nowhere to hide in this open field so lonely and empty and peaceful. So quiet. Each step taken seeming monotonous compared to the ones taken by others...and simple still. But it\'s a lie...all a lie. Nothing stays the same...nothing is simple and nothing is safe. Look down to the ground, with each step you take you see the differences. The little beetles crossing your path, the small colored stones, the cracks, and the crooked tracks. Each thing varies. And while ahead all may seem clear and simple to walk unexpected things are always there just around the bend or sneaking up from behind. I am on this path alone with hidden dangers. Could not something come up from behind me and run me down. Flatten me till I\'m no more...or just so hurt that I\'m virtually non-existant and cease to move on. No...not simple and not safe. But at the same time do I not choose this road knowing the dangers? If a train comes from behind me wouldn\'t I hear it? And couldn\'t I move? Most likely I would and even more likely I could...but if it runs me down is it my fault? Or is it the train\'s fault? Despite what I would like to say now I would blame it on the train. It\'s easy to place blame on anything but yourself. The choice to walk this road is mine...has always been mine...and will forever remain mine. Yet I dream off being a part of the other road...where there are more people...still I could cross the barriers and walk along the more widely traveled road. If I can see the obstacles then I should be able to overcome them. But I do not...even though this is lonely and dangerous and I complain and blame my woes on others I know the values of keeping on this road. Because I can walk on both roads...should I choose to...and this is by far the better choice...

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I am alone and unbeautiful. With everywhere to run, but nowhere to hide in this open field so lonely and empty and peaceful. So quiet. Each step taken seeming monotonous compared to the ones taken by others...and simple still. But it\'s a lie...all a lie. Nothing stays the same...nothing is simple and nothing is safe. Look down to the ground, with each step you take you see the differences. The little beetles crossing your path, the small colored stones, the cracks, and the crooked tracks. Each thing varies. And while ahead all may seem clear and simple to walk unexpected things are always there just around the bend or sneaking up from behind. I am on this path alone with hidden dangers. Could not something come up from behind me and run me down. Flatten me till I\'m no more...or just so hurt that I\'m virtually non-existant and cease to move on. No...not simple and not safe. But at the same time do I not choose this road knowing the dangers? If a train comes from behind me wouldn\'t I hear it? And couldn\'t I move? Most likely I would and even more likely I could...but if it runs me down is it my fault? Or is it the train\'s fault? Despite what I would like to say now I would blame it on the train. It\'s easy to place blame on anything but yourself. The choice to walk this road is mine...has always been mine...and will forever remain mine. Yet I dream off being a part of the other road...where there are more people...still I could cross the barriers and walk along the more widely traveled road. If I can see the obstacles then I should be able to overcome them. But I do not...even though this is lonely and dangerous and I complain and blame my woes on others I know the values of keeping on this road. Because I can walk on both roads...should I choose to...and this is by far the better choice...