The Lonesome Traveller

Silent night

Dark & heavenly

Weaving its darkness

On the lonesome traveler

Walking down the road

The lonesome traveler

Weary from the day's toil

Yet moving on

To reach his destination

Of warmth & comfort

That will smooth away

All his tiredness away

Fresh for the next day

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