In Time

Steps go forward, the past looks back,
Deciding so blindly, a hard thought fact,
Wandering through twilight, stuck in the abyss,
A motive and purpose is needed a sad and heartfelt miss,
...The journey ahead is long...
...The journey ahead is hard...
These paths and crossroads are hidden with no map to say where you are,
...Time waits for no man...
...Marching in the tide...
Unprepared for the present the world is a lie,
Umbrella in the right hand, bag in the left,
A dream in my heart, with no idea what's...
 

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