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Sunshine on my face

Countless miles ahead of me

Every scratch on the surface

Reminiscence of the struggles and thee

Wind blowing through my hair

Like the waves in the sea

I never intended to be here

My words are my destiny

Every drop of rain

Wish I could cherish again

Even the pain is routine

Keeping me alive and a little sane

Seasons change

And so do the circumstances

In the quest to be happy

I traded all my chances

One more life

is everyone’s wish

the journey remains the same

it’s the dreams that perish

The path to tread

is for you to choose

Sunshine, wind and rain

are all an illusion in this truce

Nothing else would matter

Maps and compass would remain scattered

When the night would fall covering the moon

Quietly drenched in the rainy pitter-patter.

 

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