Traveling down different roads.
Where they’ll end, we do not know.
Travelers veer from the coarse,
Getting lost, reel from remorse.
Passers by don’t understand.
Even I can’t see His hand.
Forging on, driven by time,
Feigning strong, wish to rewind.
Faith, it grows, I’ve nothing else.
These dark paths, I know them well.
In the end, day always dawns.
Only then, I’ll find my way home.
Destiny, it must be a myth.
Vivid dreams did not end like this.
But lingering to what’s behind
Hinders from what I might find.
Push ahead out on your own.
Don’t look back, don’t stop, just go.
If these roads mean to unite,
No need to know. No need to fight.
Paved long before journeys begun;
Don't look ahead. Keep moving on.
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