In the quiet whisper of the night,Where shadows stretch and dreams ignite,I seek the path untrodden, bold,A story new, waiting to unfold.Beyond the hills where the sun dips low,Where rivers weave and wildflowers grow,I chase the echoes of a distant call,Yearning for freedom beyond the wall.The winds embrace my weary soul,As I run with no set goal,Leaving behind the chains of yesterday,Into a world where I can stray.But in the vastness of this open land,I find a truth I understand,Running away was not to flee,But to discover the essence of me.