Ten Turning back makes me go forward Realising step by step The errors made a few good things Now treading in weird sands Home isn't what i thought it always will be people drifted along the lines Of the years that wears the dry grass I walked and walked Ignored what i did not different footsteps leaves no marks the tree i planted not too sure what i see isn't really what i saw We walked under the sunshine Shadowing the impact of the language The middle stand where I don't what was slow now becomes rushing down rushing down i turn and i think it is blank an untangling surprise that came next wednesdayBirth sign: Aquarius
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