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[friendsofstrays]

I laced my boots and started walking and walking
under a bright sky morning
and felt nothing

I remember the days spent on searching
waiting for the light to come find me
though the lies and the years
with goat headed hell punished fears
I never bought into those wisdoms
from the merchants peddling their tortured freedom

but now its all in front of me
a verticle road balanced perfectly
so I keep walking under this night sky dawning
and try to feel something