Another year wanders by,
The dust swirls in the wind,
Confused rain moistens random evenings,
I see the familiar all around,
And yet I can't recognize the streets.
The world's going round and round,
And round and round and round,
And suddenly I see the familiarity,
For in a hazy flash I realize,
I have been here before.
The darkness claws at the light,
I can see the shadows at the back of my mind,
I want to close my eyes,
Hear the sounds, feel the shackles,
But I wonder what if the darkness waits,
Only for a moment like that.
To those who have closed their eyes,
Its all gone,
Now just follow the crowd,
But I could never shut my mind,
Questioning, wondering, musing, imagining
Its easy to sit back,
To watch life culminate at its pace,
But I must hope, fight persevere and believe,
For I want the shadows, the dazzles,
The sugars, the limes,
The almonds, the raisins,
The dates, the apples,
All those flavours, the wines,
Even from the grapes of wrath.
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