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May 18, 2005 17:58

life is a path
a journey to unfold
times of greatness
and of woe
yet on we walk
the new to face
our paths may cross
but never for long
soon we'll split again
maybe to cross once more
or divided to remain
but this i know
those that i meet
remain always by my side

Though i may look back
and search for a different path
i always return
to the one i now walk
i sometimes look away
hoping to see a friendly face
at the next bend in the path
when i see a friend
as they walk
i hope we may meet
however it seems
i walk this path to its end
great or worthless
my friends
follow me always
thought the fog
over mountains
cross the hottest deserts
there always there
and so i can move on
i always go forward
though sometimes look back
i know it is over
the past cannot change
but future is mine
i make it my own
as i walk this path
i see the sun
it dose rise
the fog it dose life
i can overcome
i can always resist
the need to turn back
to live in the past
its over its gone
it can never come back
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