The days never seem to find their way
My thoughts escape and go astray
Waiting, seems like too much to ask
A huge, heavy and burdened task
Patience in its grace had so long gone
Life and death time and rhyme
All patterns I’ve come to dread
Lies, a disease, through many has spread
Why live? When we live for what’s worthless
And say we look for what is said to be priceless
Many days have come,
And others have long passed
I think I found my way,
It’s all alright because today,
While the sun is setting,
To the deepest seas ill be heading
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