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Where Life Goes
I arrive at the fact I should know better. When the rain does fall I only get wetter. Someone comes up as the cold wind blows, It just makes me wonder where life goes. I open my eyes yet still it is dark, The thoughts in my head fall apart. The light comes up and then it all shows, Sometimes this is where life goes. The lines on my face seem to grow bolder, Every day I’m another day older. Time goes by uncertainty grows. Still I wonder where life goes. Sooner or later I resign to the fact, When I go too far I must turn back. If I stay on this path I lose part of my soul Again I still wonder where life goes. I look again it’s like a vanishing act. I look for my cards inside of the stack. I place my cards down but I should hold. Instead they blow away and I must fold. The sun always rises to chase away the dark. It delivers me softly to a place that is light. Where once I was blind now there is sight I seem to find just a little more fight. The more that I see it gets harder to be, But it’s all in my mind it is still up to me. The sky opens up and it begins to snow, Buried beneath is where life goes. I look for my hope around the next bend. Intentions return from the ones that I send. I stand at the crossroads, nobody knows What is the answer to where life goes?
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Book: Shattered Sighs