many roads converge - - many paths
choose wisely
but if you mistakenly take a wrong turn
no regret
when the worries of the days ahead overshadowed her optimism
"o that i had the wings of a dove
so that i could fly away and hide. . . "
tick tock goes the clock
time passing quickly
where did it go?
time trickling down
now i lay me down to sleep - i pray the Lord my soul to keep
tick tock goes the clock
anchor of fear - death - lost it's sting
unchain my heart - mind - soul
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