Thrust out like a vagabond
Roaming the streets of time
But never finding the way back to the past
Stuck in the present lane
And wishing for a future comfort zone.
We can all live in peace
Quietly in the space of our minds
We can ignore the critics and avoid risks
But what is life without risks?
Without the rush of blood in our veins
Like adrenaline junkies
The pounding and lonely race of our hearts…
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