WHERE I WAS GOING
I was walking down the road, the moon full of glow,
Late into the night, on my face something of a fright,
In the distance forever was waiting for me, I can see,
Where I was going such a long journey beneath my feet.
I saw where I had come from, where it was I had been,
I left behind many a friend, far from here and then.
The road has been long, splits and turns to everywhere,
I carry my burdens upon my shoulders, leave them in the end.
Keith Garrett
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