I’ve taken every shortcut on this road,
my feet remember each old bump and hole,
my heart and memory have paid their toll
so all I need is to resume the load
I bore, on the old shady track I strode
in the past days when no weight on my soul
could ever matter. I had one clear goal,
and the one gift that nobody bestowed
firm in my heart. I could ignore the law
all shall submit to on the unknown day
when we must choose to flourish or to go
much further on. So see how every flaw
within each being leads it from the way.
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