Feeling like I am but stone.
Though I miss what once was mine,
I still stand here and I shine.
Yet I know I love this place,
I still feel I have no face.
Missing all that once was there,
I shouldn't sulk I shouldn't care.
As I walk I walk with tears,
Feeling alone my greatest fears.
As I walk I walk alone,
Soon I hope I am not stone.
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