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Along the roadside I find myself wandering. There's no one for miles. Many times I've sought out the company of others. But all too often I've found I don't fit in.

And so away I wander among the wilderness. The company of beasts and nature before me are more inviting than that of civilization.

Perhaps one day I will find a home: a place of belonging. But for now, I wander the wilderness under the watchful, caring eye of the maker. Though I sometimes fear that He too has abandoned me.

The journey is long. But I need only see where it goes. It may either lead to a greater place of peace, or it may lead to ruin and despair.