I learned the strange art of loneliness, the weathered yearning that swells and passes, and swells and passes, when you walk a trail alone.

Author: Anna Carey

I learned the strange art of loneliness, the weathered yearning that swells and passes, and swells and passes, when you walk a trail alone. - Anna Carey

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