We can play a game of what if
But the damage is done
I hope I go my own way
And you go yours
I needed time
I tried to bury myself in my bed
I don’t find it exciting
To step out into the sun
Without you, alone
But the current of life
Of a rocky river path less travelled
Calls me towards her
And her voice calls me
The mother tree
Of this earth that seems to stretch forever
And some more
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