When I awake I'll wipe the slate clean
And discover new paths as yet unknown
Moss will cling to this rolling stone
I'll not dwell on what might have been.
Fragmented memory won't count the cost
Time is precious, remaining years few
I'll not forget how previous time flew
Any misgivings then I surely have lost.
Dreams in mind I have yet to complete
I do not believe all is preordained
What lies ahead has not been explained
This time I promise, no lies or deceit.
Who then will be stronger, head or heart
Scars still paint my body with sorrow
The past is dark, light shines tomorrow
Carpe Diem, I will make a new start.
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