Uncertain about where to go
Which one is best for me
Guiding light shines
Within me
Omnipresent
On vast roads ahead
Choices are crossroads
Of a long and winding road
That shot across the bows
Crying on and on
High and dry
Into a disaster area
Now the highway
A sea of sadness
Stretches to heaven
© daniel miltz
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