as I'm walking down, this road of my misfortune
where I lost that touch, where my heart once was
I ask myself, 'when will my future decide, to take
a hold of me again', as it did so many times before
as I know it will, as it always does, easing my pain
caressing my soul, soothing my weary mind, stroking
my hair against the winds of time, on this road of my
misfortune
and yes, the times they will be better, my eyes will
shine that new born light and my laugh will clear
the sky, yes, my happiness will strike me again
(c) JR. 2019
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