I walk along the ocean shore an endless walk it seems, I turn around and see my footprints trailing behind me.
The marks laid by me seem alien, unknown, waste, the waves of time, I fear wash everything down the memory lane.
I cry, I weep, my impressions not so deep raise my head to the 'ray' of hope, I look ahead, and see..
The sun shines nice and bright, my 'prints sparkle with glee, Now I know I really don't care 'Cause my footprints reveal part of 'Me'. |
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