I hate these thoughts I have, when I feel, I am on the right track.
What are you trying to prove? Where am I going?
Forward, take one step, not the whole ladder.
Only thing we are sure of is now.
Who am I, but me, the moments change so quickly.
Emotions burn me thoroughly, each time is not the same.
As I change, morph into the next moment, reaching out, to hold what is constant and true. Who am I, but you.
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