The Life That Was
The Life I can't get back
Is always retreating
And it's forested walls
They're always impeding
My charts are always clouded
My stars are always fogged
By maps that are always shrouded
By routes that're always Clogged
Into the neverending
I embrace the unknown
With passion unending
Into the never shown
That I walk with no purpose
I walk with no aplombe
I walk with no sense of urgence
Once more to the unknown
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