(Note from the writer.) At the end of this poem, I found myself stuck. Dang didn't sound right... So I cursed. Do not judge me! Don't tell me you never cursed!

:::Lonely Man:::
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I am one person
Walking this lonely land.
I am alone
No one can stop me.
I walk down a deserted city
Lost to a sandstorm.
Lifeless bodies
Cover the ground.
They are sad
They wished they made the right choices.
I walk alone
With my regrets.
Something I should have done
Lost to the ash.
I walk a lonely path
Toward my final resting place.
The sea is where I must be.
But something calls me back
For my regret is too hard.
I turn around
And see,
The lifeless city
I left behind.
The last thing I thought
Was
“Damn my regrets!”