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Was That Me
These steps
These steps thru life
Where have I been?
Where did I go?
What was there when I stood alone?
With only a love between me and death
Are the shadows my story?
Were my footsteps my pleas?
Are the echoes my history?
Was youth my mirror?
My shadow my mystery?
Was my return my dying?
Am I, am I but a lost dream?
That wants to keep trying?
What was never alive?
But a dream walking
Was that me?
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