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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