I have roamed further into the East,
my body is but a shell to cover what is left,
the tinged bloodiness of my ligaments
continue to stretch their limits to a shameful mess,
and while this place is barren and deceitful,
I should continue my aimless wandering,
because my virtue does not justify my loneliness,
and the Gods have not given the map I have asked for,
they may think my incompetence insulting,
I would not question their decision-making,
I have been walking for too long.


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