Circuitous JourneyDay is over, light is past Darkness is here, but it won’t last Live, Compose, and then move on Yet tarry not, for here is dawnCircuitous Journey
To travel west - forevermore until we reach the other shore. To flee the sun and chase the moon, and ask of life but one great boon.
To be laconic, without grief and learn to love a paper sheaf. Living life outside of here: living freely, without fear.
Yet where can I find such a place? My journey, it now moves apace. I stop, take out my pencil case no longer running, I’ve quit my race.
Bright Eyes
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