There maybe something different
In many ways if hope
I don’t wonder what it maybe
For it can’t be too close.
There was that one day
In which to hold all strong
But days just fly by
Without any hope for the moment,
No matter what I’m doing.
There seems to be a lot, going on
Many seem in wonder,
Why I have stopped, in my way…
To the end,
Oh, it may go forever
I know not, till when.
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