The road, my path
it seems to vanish
Just when it comes in reach
it flees.
The road, my path
where are you
I feel so lost
This hope
might be my last.
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Ruminate
PoetryTo ruminate • To go over in the mind repeatedly and often casually or slowly
The road, my path
The road, my path
it seems to vanish
Just when it comes in reach
it flees.
The road, my path
where are you
I feel so lost
This hope
might be my last.
