man o man,
this life is confusing...
i step again
and i'm in a place i don't understand
how to be satisfied
is that the question to ask?
can unsatisfaction be satisfactory?
(could i be so lucky?)
man o man
i am so undone
yet still so hidden
and still so dumb
oh, life, i do not know your name
i do not know your ways
and the knots you've tied today
keep me merrily on my way
so usure, so unknown, so blank
until the dawn awakes
when hope flashes its face
and i'm left with nothing but grace...
but this is only a taste...
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