Path In Gold Country

Maybe I’ll walk with you, take a break

To remember where I’ve crawled from

There were bitter moments, frozen hours

Fear of life more scary than turning in my body

So maybe I’ll walk with you, somewhere peaceful

Refusing pessimistic calls.

Middle path, in-between, rivers of unpredictability

Look sometimes smiles break down, emotions skin

Deeper we shall go and I know a gentle breeze under tall trees will set me free


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