This Time I Walk

This time I walk up and down the paths,

I look forward to dance,

And unending chats,

With those whose ideals,

Whisper into my ears,

So I'll be a different better version of me,

Is it the 1st or lst of the pain?

That escapes the mist and latches onto me,

I fight the creatures,

No parasites for me,

Yet I look into the sky,

And hope for your peace.

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