All Alone
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No one will come
To share their virtues
Or take away your sins
Wherever you go
Hell or heaven
You have to tread all alone
Sweet or sour
Whatever the fruits you bear
Good or bad whatever deeds you earn
Against your sweet name,
No one will carry for you
You have to taste those alone
The path you take
Or the waves you create
No one will face or walk for you
You have to make or break those alone
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