To be sorry that you walked the road you did
And all the same, to throw away regret when
There is a single light of hope for what you wished before
There is a single light of hope for what you wished before
To be sorry that you walked the path you chose
Sorry you could not travel back, or follow those
Who went their ways awhile back
And left you on a lonesome dusty road
To be sorry that you never looked behind you
At that road, you walked and so exclaimed
"Oh, you dusty thing, never mind you
I'll forge my own road 'cause I'm finally free
I'll forge my own road"
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Reivax Camlost (
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For some it is really hard to know and understand the self, it's needs and wants, what path to take.
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