Neil Young sang
She promised to honor
To love and obey
Each vow was a plaything
That she threw away
I wonder, i wonder
What she's thinking of
Forsaken forgotten
Without any love
Alone and forsaken
By fate and by man
O lord if you hear me
Please hold to my hand
Poor fellow!
Here is an old tin shed that has seen better days. Perhaps it, too feels "Forsaken, forgotten, Alone and forsaken"
What? Not even a little bit? Maybe a NANO bit?
On a 4WD Track, but there is NO PARKING, so you may consider walking in - from either direction.