Some days I can walk for hours and hours. When the bush is too thick, it can seem like you walk for hours only to travel a couple of meters.
I guess I'll look at my scratches and bruises and pretend I had the company of someone to beat me up a little.
When you're alone for as long as I've been here, you can think the strangest thoughts.
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