In lonely walks and club
house jives,
At office desks and sunny
park dives,
We never stop nor hit a
pause,
Continually think to weave
our thoughts.
In the strangest sight and
darkest hour,
All knit and stacked aside.
The slightest pain with shadowy
joys,
Foolishly they play, yet
together they lay.
With sudden twists, brings new
hope,
the twinkling eyes reveal
your mind.
We choose to wind or with
heads down and grind,
triggers a life with the past behind.
In many a thoughts, we let it
astray,
twinging paths and numerous
days,
An illusion that is time,
allures the way,
For this freedom we lived,
someone have had to pay.
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