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The heavy bag shouldered on my back.
Ive left my home town with it.
I paddle an old my bycycle.
The driver who I met in my way.
Dont you get on my car?
No Its all right.
Do if you throw that away?
I never done.
Whats in your bag?
Its a precious thing.
You must throw that away.
I dont think so.
I know what I can get better if
I throw this away but I take this.
So its my pride and courage.
Even if I the way lasts endlessly.