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The weightless stone  in my palm is all black.
Like something Made of  darkness and hate. 
Running away, never looking back. 
No one is here, why should I wait. 

Wandering around in a place unknown. 
Everyone turns my way.
They are all staring at the pitch black stone.
Maybe I shouldn't stay. 

I walk along the path that only I understand. 
No more people roam the streets, I am all alone. 
Back to where it all began. 
Just me and this pitch black stone. 

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