Remind Me
Empty roads along winding paths,
Narrow mountain sides winding pass,
What brought me here,
Without Gods hand to steer,
An empty love granted through eternity,
A narrow grasp of what I brought here with me,
Reminding me of all thing that are to be,
With Gods grace to follow us all along the narrow paths,
Full rememberences of times well past,
What has put us here and set the cast.
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