Food For Thought
Burning pages light the way before me,
And a trail of ashes lies behind me to mark the places I've been.
The clarity of this strange world haunts me
Life unfolds, unplanned and full of risk
So we are lost in solitude, each one together, alone
While the lord of time watches the days fly by.
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