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The Road That I Wander
It isn't the road that I wander,
Or the people that just pass me by,
Or the way that the frost leaves me gasping
Under a clear midnight sky.
It isn't the way that I'm nothing,
A blight on the streets where I live,
Or the coins that they throw in revulsion,
I'm grateful for each coin they give.
It isn't the drug- riddled body
I drag with me day after day,
Or those who believe that the answers will come
If only I learn how to pray.
And it isn't the ones who will join me
On this cold-hearted road to the grave,
Or those who were stronger, or ...