And she walked.
She walked with no destination in mind.
She just kept walking.
Into the distance and uncertainty.
Even when others stopped walking with her.
She walked alone.
Still walking to nowhere in particular.
Through rain and snow, hail and sun,
She walked on never stopping once.
Sometimes she was tired,
Sometimes she wanted to lie down and rest,
But she just kept walking.
No one has seen her since the day she left an old rickety town off the coast.
No one has gone as far as she has.
Until someone does
She will be lost to time.
Always walking
With no destination in mind.
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