You called me when I was on the road. I have fallen behind – how can I catch up? Night has fallen. I no longer see the silhouette of the path through the woods. Please, I am lost – respond to my call. I am afraid. I fear I go in circles. I move farther away from You. I sense you close by and yet I fear perhaps tomorrow at dawn I remain but You are gone.
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